You say you can handle my flow
Yet you have no idea about my conductivity
You can ground the flow through wires
Can you handle my electricity?
You say you want to love me "let me love you"
Yet you haven't even asked to hold my hand
My soft hands are the keys to my heart
If you get a shock from my hands you might just be my one and only
Tara Sogut Ismail
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