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Hey young love

And excuse me

If I stare at you

No, I’m not looking

Or wanting him

Instead I seem to be

A little envious you see

Because of what’s

Staring back at me

And I want not to long for

The touches you share

And his light kisses

Along the line of your hair

So please pay me no mind

If I look at you and smile

And my stare seems odd

Be comfortable if you please

And certainly don’t mind me

Sit there between his knees

And feel ever so free

To be absolutely at ease

It’s best to share a caress

Whenever you feel the need

So young love

Don’t mind me

Or my slight smirk

Or this flicker in my eye

I’m just thinking of the next time

When it’ll be me

On the other side

And passers by will look

And look enviously at me

Being loved generously

Being loved freely

So young love,

Don’t mind me.



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