It’s truly unfair, to have me just sit here and stare.
At the pure beauty that is you.
You always know what to do, say, or be.
Just for me.
If only it were that easy.
To just slip behind the curtains.
Avoid society and it’s rules.
Age concern is for fools.
I want you to be with me.
You’re so precise and clean.
From all the dirt and grime that is boys.
You are a man, a man I can stand.
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