If Things Were Different
Eleni Vainas
If Things Were Different
If things were different-
but they're not-
I'd throw you on the ground
and tear your clothes off
(with your permission first, of course)
and make you sigh and cry with joy.
And then I'd kiss you in those secret places,
known to only you and me and maybe
just a few more women
who knew you in this special way.
If things were different…
But, they're not.

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