You were,
my love,
for a while,
I adored you,
wanted you,
needed you,
wanted your fingers on my lips
your nose against my skin
your **** against my cheek...
My love.
I. Loved. You.
for a while..
then you became a memory.....
of sweet lust...
And i still want you,
but you will never know.
You weren't husband material,
You weren't father material,
You weren't my material.
You just fit, me,
for a while....