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August 3, 2011
I know you.

I know your smell, the texture of your skin. I know the direction your lips curl when you smile and when you frown. I know the bitter taste of your sorrow, the nectar of your joy, the spice of your lust.

I know what it is like to look into your eyes and feel as if I'm perched on the edge of an abyss. May I come in? May I fall into you, drown myself in your soul, in your mind, in that deep and overwhelming sense of you?

Will you let me in?