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if I was twenty years younger

I’d be after you

let’s pretend I am for now

want to see what I can do

if I was thirty years younger

then you’d be after me

hanging on my Christmas tree

drunk to drive me crazy

if I was forty years younger

you could be my mum

smothering me in hugs and kisses

until my pain was numb

eye contact is so very intense

too much is an embarrassment

so I only do it in short snatches

this letting you inside my tent

and penetrating yours

implies a promise of more

and a promise should be kept

or what’s the connection for

I can’t make a promise to you

though perhaps I don’t see it true

does it mean much more to me than you

am I like little boy blue  

you see my soul is just a hole

and it could yearn for you

so I will not look into your eyes

that’s something I don’t dare do

I will tame the wild beast

exult in its raw strength

my ever expanding width

will surround its virile length

men like to push through a tunnel

women like to clutch a stick

can you and I get out of here

let’s just go now, quick

love will fool your sense of smell

love means you just cannot tell

what all the others see so well

loving means your blindness fell

and deafened by the ringing bell

set off inside your empty shell

causing your poor heart to swell

with mind bewitched as if by spell