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Created on: September 24, 2008
You are with me for fleeting moments
when I'm upset at the world
Obsessed with small details
You are Some one, I hope
not ANY one or NO one
You are the mystery of a man
that I have yet to uncover.
You're like a theory that I embark to discover
with tedious experimentation
and analytical thinking.
I sometimes wonder where you'll be
when I decide to let my guard down
and let you get close to me.
I daydream about the expression
on your face the first time you hear me speak.
It's fun to fantasize about what sex with you is like
you are such a difficult riddle because
you could be a man that
lives down the street
or in a whole different state
of reality.
All I know is that when I've seen you, touched you, and felt you in my dreams...it felt so good
and when I ask you your name you say, "Something."
So mysterious you are to me, even in my dreams.
Thoughts of you are fulfilling and yet I'm still empty because with each passing day,
I wonder if you are a mystery
Or just a silly dream.
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