Yes, I let you touch me,
let you slide your hand
over my spine
and guide me with gentle steps
on the dance floor.
I softened in your embrace
and opened myself
to a kiss.
But I am not your lover!
I didn't ask to be remembered,
to be pulled out of my bed
to occupy your dreams.
I don't want to dominate your thoughts
at the return of a familiar song.
So if I led you to believe
that our brief burst of passion
was more than a moment
of emotional weakness,
I'm sorry...
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