
I was thinking
of leaving
There was no one around here
I wanted to know

Then I saw someone
who
happened
to remind me of
being in the womb a long time ago

I know
and you know
that we never met before tonight
Why, then, should I feel so right
about being in your arms?

You've been good to me now
and I don't want to go
Your lips are warm and familiar
and you feel like someone i know
Margo Guryan
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