imagine we met years earlier
but i was older than you
this time i was beautiful
a bit wild not imposing
you were working at the winery
and i wanted to drink your
hard liquor
imagine just for a second
that everything was different
but nothing had changed
it would be me riding you
kissing you hard on the mouth
your youthful puppy face
with all the baby fat
i would worship you
loser boy lover man
imagine you and me
i will imagine it too
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