Your needs are like rain
Like sun on trees
Diversity is essential
My dear can you let me be me?
I’m needy but space must live
I promise I will take you seriously
Late curtain calls from a jungle
Everyone questions their existence
Her crimson poetry suckled like spring
Pretense gone with your touch
Let the cat in on a cold day
Basic needs expressed
You can be so sweet
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