What we want,
Is what we fear.
Some of us,
Want someone to hold dear.
Some of us want,
A kind word or two,
And some of us want,
A lover in our hearts.
A warm caress,
And a gentle touch,
Is what I want.
I want to cuddle,
When it's cold,
And a man,
Who share my bed.
Not much do I ask,
But a fantasy is my task.
I desire nothing more,
Than a lover,
Who I can dream about,
And find solace in his arms,
And in his love.
If I ran away,
Would you search for me,
Or would you,
Let me find my own way?
Would you look for me,
Night and day no matter the weather?
If you found me,
Would you embrace me,
And tell me your heart's desire,
Or would you keep me at arm's length?
Would you try to convience me to stay,
Or would you encourage me to leave?
If these decisions were yours to make,
Which would you choose,
If it was for true love?
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