A long time
ago
when I was
a teenager,
I had a
wonderful,
tender-hearted
girlfriend.
She was patient.
I was wide
awake, and green
as a frog.
She said,
don't rub it so
hard, you will
hurt it.
Think of it as
a new toy you
discovered.
It's small, and
you need to be
careful.
It isn't a
pimple that
you are
trying to pop.
I can still smell
her hair, lilacs, and
pond water.
And on
gentle summer
nights, I hope someone
is being kind to
her love button.
Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 2:10 PM UTC
A long time
ago
when I was
a teenager,
I had a
wonderful,
tender-hearted
girlfriend.
She was patient.
I was wide
awake, and green
as a frog.
She said,
don't rub it so
hard, you will
hurt it.
Think of it as
a new toy you
discovered.
It's small, and
you need to be
careful.
It isn't a
pimple that
you are
trying to pop.
I can still smell
her hair, lilacs, and
pond water.
And on
gentle summer
nights, I hope someone
is being kind to
her love button.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aQqzu0P6uKw
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