The first time I held you, you cried out my name
such passion I had never beheld
your eyes were on fire
each breath breathed desire
you had come into and opened my world.
Each time that you held me, I felt like a baby
so comforted inside of your arms
but the passion within me
tore free then condemned me
to always remember your charms.
Now when I'm dreaming, I call out your name
lost in the memories we shared
from boyhood to manhood
the journey was so good
and in my world you'll always be there.
