Teach Me

Teach Me

Teach me to love you
Like you want to be loved.
Like you need to be loved.
Your blank canvas
Expecting nothing
Needing less
Wanting more
Hoping you’ll have
the patience to create
In me just exactly
your perfect mate.
Because I’ve never
Done this before
And I don’t know the rules
The boundaries
What to say
What never to say
Teach me, and I’ll learn.

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