Casually, I drop your name in conversations
My friend said . . .
My friend told me . . .
What I don’t say
Is that when you told me …
I was lying in your arms
Caressing your cheek,
Your hand on my thigh
Just a friend . . . I say . . .
But you are anything but “just”
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