why
why couldn't have I have been
been him
the one you called your man
he who fit your plan
been the smile that made you smile
the groove that fit your style
the wind that filled your sail
that special piece of male
a pair of arms to hold you tight
in the deep recess of night
the spring to fill your soul
you see
I was part but not the whole
why not I
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