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Would That.

Written by Jessica Gasparini
witchylass@hotmail.com
www.perceptions.blogspot.com

Within, without
As I breath,
As I feel,
As I am.
A pretty piece of flesh,
within- But without,
Nothing, everything, too much.
Flesh upon flesh,
always alone-
enough for two
In one.
The sounding board,
the confidant-
And never the lover.

Would that I was without,
the woman within.