I was born for this Reflexes like a puss Even when I’m pissed

Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end

We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me

I cast the blame on you and her That just might be a bit obscured To tell the tale with honest voice I have to acknowledge my choice

My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God

Be... Fun loving Hard working Compassionate And ruthless

My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold

Little girls and gay men Love them some Jonathan Can’t reciprocate Wish them a life great

Sometimes I will stare You’re just more interesting Than others in sight

To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done

I love the way you say that you Are drawn to my voice I love the tremble in your touch The steady of your choice I love the open hand you give

The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.

Just being yourself Is the absolute best way To show the world love

Not growing, dying That’s just simple facts Take a look at plants Nature’s info packs