Comforts of Confinement

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Nameless shipments of roses arriving at your door?
Affectionate phrases left you wanting more?
Absorb the emotion, but omit my name.
I cannot risk to lose it all if you don't feel the same.

When you see my hands, what comes to mind?
Do you think I'm pretty? Do you think I'm kind?
Do you like my smile? Do you like my eyes?
Or do you cross your arms with an exhausted sigh?

This must seem so complex,
To you, who can't decipher the obvious.
Escape the grip of your houseplants
And climb to my side of the fence.
Finally see what's on your mind,
Leave your wandering ways behind.
I'll give you color and breath of life,
Shards of memories and nostalgic light.
You'd feel again and absorb it all
Unless you'd rather stay in your four walls.

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