To be honest,
I'm not sure what you love,
About me,
Sometimes some actions,
Border on the perverseness,
I often see more,
In a brothel,
Than the bedrooms of couples,
Society deems 'sweet',
So tell me again,
That you honestly,
Respectfully,
Love me,
While you hold my hands,
Instead of other parts,
Which I understand,
To signify lust,
More than the love,
I hoped for from a man.
~Rei Shiori
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