Spring has come
Couples walking in the park
Birds singing the song of love
And I, on my lonely chair
Waiting to be loved
What have I done no to be loved?
I have fallen in love
But no one to fall in love with me
And now my clock ticks
Waiting to expire
Am I not wordy to be loved?
The muscles of my body, makes me masculine
My red soft lips waiting to be kissed
My ass, although not too large
Wanting to be spanked
The years keep on growing
My heart cultivates no love
Love, where did you go?
Why are you so hard to find?
I have searched and searched
But you keep on hiding
How long shall I wait?
How soon will I find you?
When the door knocks
I open to see if it’s you
But no, you just wouldn’t come
My patience has ran out
I wait for you no more.
With loneliness
I have made a friend
In my heart, still, I do believe
That one-day, when I open the door
You will be right there
Waiting for me
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