My job, that I had lost
I have now returned
My liar and my hugger
Still seem very concerned
My hugger seems real distant
At times he's seems a little sad
He won't give me any dick at all
He says I've been real bad
I know the way his eyes light up
The way he smiles just a little more
The way his heart begans to pound
It's me, he still does adore
Every times he leaves me
I remember lying side-by-side
Him holding me so tenderly
My lonely ass almost cried
My liar, turned best friend
Has finally returned my calls
He was extremely disappointed in me
So around himself, up went the walls
There was no contact between us
Although he heard about many things
I was not aloud to see or hear
The voice that in my head still rings
The deep, masculine voice
The serious face I missed so much
The dark, muscular body
That my heart ached to touch
I know these feelings are wrong
Especially now he's a friend
I know to keep my hands to myself
But the sweet memories will never end
I wonder if he thinks of me
On nights he's all alone
Does he smile at our chats
Eyes wondering to the phone?
These two men I love and want
Are things that can never be
I can only hope that they appreciate
Even a little of what I see.
03/26/2006
Angelique' Rockwell
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