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When
When I'm old and gray
looking back on my days
I will remember that when I was young
a handsome man slept with his arm around me
all night long...
as well, I will dwell in our pillow talk,
that way his fingers toyed with my hair,
and his connected stare as my words tumbled across to him.
Who knew that he would be my special gift?
Offered up to me, cloaked in sincerity,
for eternity...I will be grateful to him for...
not letting go of my hand,
always having a plan,
and being a true gentle~man.
