To know me well
Is to love me
That frown or smile
I often do
When I cry
To just hold
To not ask
Makes me whole
To tell me
When I'm wrong
To tell me
When I'm right
To smile with me
As we make love
To know my mind
Before I do
To love me
For all that I am
Nothing more
Nothing less
Is loving me
Because you know me
©Kim Brown 30th August 2012
First written May 2001
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