Words by Timothy - 3. Cross the Gaze

Ah the one night I had you is still in my bed

lost in the creases of my sheets

I guiltily thought of your background

your statistics and if you would still be pretty

when you are an old man

Will you make it there?

Who would help you there?

I only had you for one night of your life

No thought of love ever to cross the gaze

just a period of trying to get off and get through

to the next moment

the next morning

And now I wonder who will have you?

As you are aging?

who will walk you to your death bed

I would never want that chore

I would prefer to walk you to my bed for one night

and remember you like that

A Dorian Gray that cums quickly

and keeps me smiling with his noisy snoring

The Future is strange though

I speak from experience

And maybe it will throw us back together

for longer than a night

and I will have to walk you to your death bed

and perhaps I wont mind

Until then

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