Mystery Man
Where did he go?
That friend of mine,
The one that often,
blows my mind?
Who can it be,
That I am thinking of,
My mystery man
who loves to make love?
Don’t know if he is tall,
Or if he is short,
If he is hairy,
Or has a huge wart.
All I know,
Is how I feel,
How he can make it
seem oh so real.
Whether he loves me alone
Or with several friends
I always enjoy it
Not wanting it to end.
So who is this man?
Where can he be?
The phantom lover,
My sweet and sexy Mystery
The (Im)Proper Poetess
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