Poem 1
Can you call me?
Are you game?
It’s not a dare
Believe it or not
I don’t bite
I even smell ok
I’m me
And me is fine.
Poem 1
Can you call me?
Are you game?
It’s not a dare
Believe it or not
I don’t bite
I even smell ok
I’m me
And me is fine.
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Is it just me or are they justifying that because they don’t smell they are just very content with who they are? This is how I read it and people should be fine with themselves regardless 🙂
I think so RM. Sounds reasonable to me.I wanted to express as simply as I could that being who and what you are and sitting comfortably in that skin is the desiried state to be in. Does that explain it, or I’m happy to go with what you say, your response to the words is just as valid.
No we shall go with what you have said ..and what I have said as they are pretty damn similar 🙂
Minds in synch??
don’t know if I’d go THAT far lol 😉
Let me dream RM let me dream.
This was short and sweet.
Just as it was meant to be.
Which is all you need at times.
Yes.