Reflections on Lovers
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Here's to lovers from way back then,
And to the ones who might have been,
Had I only known of the joys,
Of sleeping with those pretty boys.
For those whose names I can't recall,
From nights too blurred with alcohol.
Aand those who are in my heart,
Whose love will never, ever part.
The good times, bad times, and in-between,
For those who left their mark at the scene.
The days are gone when I'd wonder why,
Or who or when I'd meet the next guy.
I'm married now and settled down,
Moved away to a brand new town.
Yet the past is gone but not forgot,
About all the things that I was taught.
How to love and please a man,
And do all the things that I can.
So I'll say once again,
I hope you can hear it, my friend.
Here's to lovers from way back then,
And to all of those who might have been.
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Written in the wee hours of July 13, 1998
