• Of course I think of you 
You’re every other thought that runs through my head, day and night.  
But what is a thought without the physical 
What is the point of chasing ghosts
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  • Tonight I crave the touch of a man
No just to fuck 
I crave the smell of his cologne 
His lips pressed against my shoulder 
His masculine embrace 
His laugh
The feeling of his facial hair touching my cheek 
His hand in mine 
His deep conversation 
I feel lonely tonight
Wanting something so simple
Wanting someone so beautifu
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