Tonight I search the skies
In hopes to find a star
A promise made from afar
To locate where you are

A comfort zone when you are alone
No other men will find
They taste the fruits of paradise
But fail to feed your mind

Tonight I search the skies to find
my agony wont hide
Within my deepest thoughts I cry
These tears of lonely times

Whatever will become of us
I wander to the moon
Will I be blessed at last to posses
The pleasure found with you

Unique and rare, so hard to find
Someone to trust for life
Foreplay is a must for us plus I’ll fuck you right
Dont blush from words of truth

Ask yourself is he for real
Free to search my soul and heart
Now tell me if you feel me

Jason Beeson
DOC #354287