You’re something I’d like to kiss every morning.
I know a lot about women and men…
what they want, their desires, hell….
even what they don’t want but,
you are the one I wanted.
You were a beautiful boy.
I know a lot about people,
but I didn’t care to know much about myself.
in fact, I didn’t know myself
but when I saw you I finally knew….
me.
Thank you for that.
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