The man I love

He is old school classy.

He is mad man magic.

He is music mystery.

He is everything I need.

 

He is safely dangerous.

He is wild and cautious.

He is wrong right side of the street.

He is my own nightmare dream.

 

And he is mine.

And I am his.

And we are us.

And us are we.

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