Don't make me ask you twice—you saw me coming… Your dreams informed you—yesterday's ago when you were looking for a face to kiss—ears talk to and a body to embrace, in your loneliness. Someone to complete you—your travels through this path called life and some call hell, which ever fits the calling of the day. Doesn't matter now—anyway, I'm here willingly, at you beckon call you see—I knew I was coming, too. Couldn't wait to say Hello kiss your lips and have a short rump in-between the sheets of a welcome home. Whether I stay or not, is completely up to you or the fitting angles of our ways, no sense trying to fit a round pole in a square box… and I need stimulation constantly be it books, art, music, or the pleasure of release—in clouds of white. This being our second chance to try again and make it work or refining it-if you will—at the expense of truth—NO! But openness to reveal some of our deepest dreams and intermingle body parts into a state of pure euphoria.
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