Wanted

Rick Prime
Rick Prime:
There's only so much
A girl can take;
And I love too much!
So much pressure,
Something's bound to break;

Now I'm left with the memory of your touch,
The feeling of your hand on my head,
Your tightness to me in bed,
Words of love,
And being wanted;

I love you, but I think
Perhaps too hard;
Wanting you all the time,
Now hoist, as they say,
By my own petard,
I've loved, maybe lost,
Was it really so much?

Now I recall the pressure of your touch,
The feeling of your hand on my head,
Your tightness to me in bed,
Words of love,
And being wanted;

And if I've lost you,
Was love worth it?
Was the fierce intensity,
The passion and piety merely surfeit
To the tenderness and such?
Will there ever be another time?

Or no more caress of your touch,
No feeling of your hand on my head,
Your tightness to me in bed?
Words of love,
And being wanted.
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Rogue Scholar
Rogue Scholar: Regal Leo Lionhearts feel so deeply, love so much
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