I Want To Live Like Will and Grace

I want to live like Will and Grace
And not grow old alone
A tender touch and smiling face
Some days when I am home

I want to laugh the way Jack did
At stupid jokes and such
And never cry at secrets hid
That can hurt a heart so much

I want to walk a wooded path
With the moon to light the way
And even share a bubble bath
With recollections of the day

I want to lie down on my bed
And touch another’s hand
To talk about what’s in my head
As only close friends can

I want to share the dark of night
With someone that I trust
But never holding on too tight
When leaving is a must

Yes I want to live like Will and Grace
With that special kind of love
That never smothers but gives the space
Just like a warm soft glove

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