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I Always Loved You Tracy, My Lord!

I always loved you Tracy, my Lord!
You kept this teen from growing bored
My self flaggelation increased instead
It killed me to watch you really using your head
Before you die and leave my sight
Love me for just one more night
I'm searching for you everywhere
A wild sex fiend with silky blond hair
By day i scream and stomp around
At night my love for u knows no bound
I cry for you yearn for you ache for you it seems
My stomach is aching for you in my dreams
Watching you move you are like a cat
I see you wiggle and i do want that
I don't know how to show my love
I only push and I only shove
I didn't think that i could care you show me your body everywhere
You taught me of eros what a whirl i swore you'd always be my girl
Now somewhere you walk and without me
I sit with my hand on my poetry
I could've loved you i know it now
We were almost lovers if you'd just show me how
You taught me of new waves moons ago
I drempt of you while the sunshine bled snow
The way I hold you can enrich my life
How can you ever be another man's wife?
I could've have loved you Tracy, O' my lord!
You sure kept this teen from growing bored
beau golden
12-21-1987

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