once i knew how to feel
all at once without
staining your skin
in the way you'd hunt something
precious i was
glass that
reflected the best in you
before i started to see
light in different sunsets
before i stared at walls
and cried til sunrise
before i found the beauty
in a perfect shadow dancing
once,
i let you know me
from the outside in
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A successfully intimate poem of promise. No capitals or punctuation but that's OK.