Platonic Lover-Boy
There are times in the silence of the night that my mind wonders there
There, in that place that was long ago
Where intertwined youthful bodies lay in a mess of immaturity and overdosed in-love
Wasted in pleasure and toxic lust
The candles flickered as our breathing hastened, fervent hands explored
You pulled me in, I bit your lip
I quivered, as you shivered
Exhilaration in our veins
And when the energy is spent
We're in an even bigger mess of immaturity and overdosed in-love
Wasted in pleasure toxic lust
My platonic, lover-boy
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