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A Virgin Man
My sweet,
As we walked in the moonlight,
hand in hand that night,
this awkward virgin true
didn't know what to do.
And when I kissed you
clumsily groping,
with innocent hope,
I felt you knew.
Experience none
You encouraged on,
filled my soul
and met my goal
unselfishly,
in the moonlight.
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