Someone to hold my hand when it's wrinkled and spotted from all the years spent in the sunshine
Someone who wont mind if my body changes
And who will have the patience
To tolerate when my mood has fluctuated
As it is orchestrated by the many stages of the Moon
Someone in tune with their feelings
Who doesnt mind revealing their scars
Who will allow me to be a part of their healing
Someone appealing, not just to the eye
But to the mind as well
As far as I can tell.....
You're Someone.
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