josh_the_hot_boy
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I wrote a poem and decided to share it with you all.
What I dream.
I don't dream about fancy cars
millon dollar houses
or Winning the lottery
I don't dream about
scoring it with zack effron
finding that guy with an 8" dick and a smooth stomach
or a model face.
I dream about
cuddling up with my boy and watching a movie
holding his hand as we walk down the street
and making him a cup of tea or soup when he's sick
I dream about kissing him on the lips and huging him
saying I love you and hearing it back
looking into his eyes and nowing he is mine
I dream about cooking him dinner
and laughing about a guy who hasn't gotten with the times and still poiints and call us names
I dream about not giving a damn about what the world thinks
I dream about the things that not even a thousand minds could create
What I dream.
I don't dream about fancy cars
millon dollar houses
or Winning the lottery
I don't dream about
scoring it with zack effron
finding that guy with an 8" dick and a smooth stomach
or a model face.
I dream about
cuddling up with my boy and watching a movie
holding his hand as we walk down the street
and making him a cup of tea or soup when he's sick
I dream about kissing him on the lips and huging him
saying I love you and hearing it back
looking into his eyes and nowing he is mine
I dream about cooking him dinner
and laughing about a guy who hasn't gotten with the times and still poiints and call us names
I dream about not giving a damn about what the world thinks
I dream about the things that not even a thousand minds could create