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You are both hard and soft, to me. 

You turn me on, you turn me off, 

you are both hard and soft, to me.

Your skin so warm next to mine, 

I marvel in it's silky feel, much

easier to feel than the sting of your words, 

like the rough barbs on a cat's tongue.

You are both hard and soft, to me.

I'm not ready to prove my worth

in case I let you down. 

I'm not ready to trust you either, 

in case you push me down. 

Then the shield of your soft arms, 

won't be enough to stop the hurt.

You are both hard and soft, to me. 

Do opposites attract? 

Or are we only trying to fool ourselves-

only out to get what we each need:

A snuggle on the couch, 

A quick kiss at the store, 

A giggle in the bed, 

And a moan the night before.

You are both hard and soft to me, 

both a pull and a push. 

My body wants to stay 

wrapped in yours all night,

while my mind tells me to run, 

before you turn out my light:

You are both hard and soft to me.