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May 04, 2005 01:11

A grown man sleeps on his parents bed.
Oh how I love seeing his nude body draped over the sheets.
His muscular thighs,
tattoo oh his hip bone,
face tainted with age.
How I wish you could love me,
just take me in your arms and hold me.
But I stand in the threshold admiring your every wrinkle,
all the while realizing that you will never love me.
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