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Apr 2015
When I met you
I wished I was a ******
so I could give myself to you-
stay in bed for days
learning all your ways-
exploring your body with my lips
from your feet up to your kiss-
the most important..
as i look into your eyes
almost shed a tear
and wish men cried.
David
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David  31/Cisgender Male/Sacramento, CA
(31/Cisgender Male/Sacramento, CA)   
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