Sleeping with him, my dream.
Will he like me, I like him so.
Darkness comes, Joy is mine
Winter winds howl, snow white so pure.
I want to be loved, liked
Touch me, hold me, love me.
He is so tan, so hard, so beautiful
Winter cold, he is so warm.
His love I crave, Please
Like me, talk to me, accept me.
He smiles, he laughs, he touches
He tells me I am good, I am so good.
I want to be good, be loved
I will do anything to be loved by him.
I am a big boy, I am five now
"Everyone is entitled to their opinions and it is not my job to change their mind." Dali Lama