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you

I


i've been called many names

but none quite so sweet

as "you"

coming from you


II


i want to be the you after your i love

i want to nestle myself into your second-person

as your second person


i want to hear you, coming from you, said to me, like tefila


i want to wrap myself in the lavishness of your address


III


you is a song from your lips


anyone can say anything

about me, I can't hear it

over the crash of the waves

of the curves of your you


that me in their mouth? means nothing

just let me be the you at the tip of your tongue

i'll shed every other name

just let me be your you

and i'll shed every other name

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