Out there…

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Out there in the world, over the bending line I know I have a Man. Secretly, he is all mine. I could count his pulse and forecast his blood pressure. I can feel how his heartbeats echo, and I know...

Out there in the world, over the bending line I know I have a Man.

Secretly, he is all mine. I could count his pulse and forecast his blood pressure. I can feel how his heartbeats echo, and I know what he is thinking in his silent hours.

He is a nomad. He would join the caravans of the ancient Silk Way. He would live with the Bedouins in the golden deserts of Algeria.He would build hovels with the Massai people. He would pray in the Buddhist temple down Kuala Lumpur.

But would he ever find himself in the middle of this cold-blooded/ deserted/wild city of mine?

I know he would.

Someday.

I know you would…

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