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Stephen's Dreaming

Do not be careful what you wish for. It's just a wish and life is short...

I know that there's a place for us,
Somewhere in another world,
Where I'm your dear most handsome boy
And you're my pretty precious girl.

And I can love you all day long,
Writing you poetry and song,
Cuddling you and kissing you
And telling you that you belong to me.

How I would mind you angel child,
I'd feed you and I'd dress you up,
Our fucking, girl, would be so wild
And you'd be my sweet loving cup.

I'd never hurt or harm my pet,
I'd treat her just like my princess,
For never could I ere forget
The dream she is just to caress.

To simply hold her is my drug.
And if that is not simply love
Then I don't know what is...
but I know this:

She is mine and and as long as the sun does shine I'll be forever hers.
(And if I love her just in verse? Well, honestly... A Lady might be loved much worse.)

Alas that place does not exist,
But if it did, My Pretty,
You would be as beautiful.
And I would be as witty.
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