I am happy my love
Because they pelt me with the same stones they throw at you
Thrash me with the same sticks they hit you with
Because of the love we share
And I am happy
Because we are one
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If you look and the feelings are aroused, how the touch felt, the tingling of your skin,the smile on your face and you start again because you can’t remember where you left off , then I can sleep a satisfied man.
Kambai, words and thoughts 