You ask me my sexual preference and I reply "a lot".
You question my answer and I answer you not.
I feel no need for explanation so why do you?
Yet you didn't walk away when so many do.

I like your smile, your hair your style, I like the song that is on.
If I had any ambition my inhibitions would be long gone.

You don't usually do this, but you'll see this one through.
You'd do fuck all for me, I'd do anything for you.
Your mind rejects my absurdist humour but something still attracts it.
I don't mean to be facetious, not even didactic.

The night rolls on, the chatter goes along, the smoke clears from my lungs.
And yet I could not put an end to this conversation even if I was overhung.

I'm sore all over and so are you but it was all worth the pain.
I'll be your pillow you can be mine let's fall asleep with the rain.

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