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at 17 again and when the long day comes to an end I wake to be reincarnated at 17 again and again I long to be the instrument you play the cello stroked between your legs I give everything to be with you and I am not the kind who begs but you are the dream I've had since I opened my eyes for the first time you are the first time you are the dream I've dreamed forever coming true you make every time the first first time and I die each night before dawn and when the long day comes to an end I wake to be reincarnated at 17 again and again I long to wrap myself around you your heart to hold you, stroke you, stimulate your soul I give anything you want to live inside your mind and let your body love and lose control for you are the dream I've had since I opened my eyes for the first time you are the first time you are the one I've dreamed of dreaming of me too you make every time the first first time and I die each night before dawn and when the long day comes to an end I wake to be reincarnated 17 again and again I long for an eternity living within you and you living within me beyond time I give the universe for this dream to come true you complete the infinite rhyme for you are the me I never knew but always dreamed from the first time you are the first time you are the magic missing from the world today you make every time the first first time and I die each night before dawn and when the long day comes to an end I wake to be reincarnated at 17 again and again previous - - - - - - - - next - - - - - - - - comment? - - - - - - - -
I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |