We bonded from the start, across the years And miles, there grew for me a kind of love. A fixture, like the morning star, I felt Above the boys who flared and swiftly fell, And while each fresh fuck cut me like a kiss, Still I'd welcome spring's new cuckoo, peruse His parts, and store the stirring scenes you sent To bring me to the kisses and the wine. A chance to feast upon time's
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