Mystery Man
A life full of secrets and hearts grows so deep many things left untold somethings to steep...It's like you only exist in my thoughts and mind,I pray that one day we can come out the closet and maybe then you will be mine...
A voice that hide behind the phone and your presence only a short while, makes me wonder sometimes do I like this style...
You hold the key to my heart in the palm of your hands, you will always be the love of my life, my mystery man...
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