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I don’t wanna be your friend
I don’t want niceness
I don’t wanna be your friend
I don’t want politeness
I don’t want to go back
To a life that’s dull
A life that’s empty
And vice less
I don’t wanna be your friend
I can’t just turn off my feelings
I can’t let go of history
And all my secret yearnings

I don’t wanna be your friend
I don’t want texts
Saying “ Hi hw ws Ur dy? ”
I want sleazy phone sex
A list of deliciously filthy
Things you want to do with me
And when we do meet up I want us do them all
Thoroughly 
I don’t want a peck on the cheek
And polite hugging
I want hungry tongues
And inappropriate touching
I want us not to care
Where we are and who’s watching
I want to disgust the assistants
When we go out shopping
I want your hand on my groin
While your Mum serves up food
I want oral sex when she nips to the shops
We were always in the mood
I want lust and longing
That never ends
I want my old lover back
I don’t wanna be your friend

I want it to be obvious to everyone
That we’re a pair

I want us to go back to doing everything together
Everywhere
I don’t want to ride the bus
To my house all alone
I want to embarrass a taxi driver
As he chauffeurs us home
I want us getting undressed
Before we even reach the door
I want sweaty humping
Right there on the floor
I want long slow
Lasting lovemaking
I want hectic fucking
Till the walls are quaking
I don’t want the “honeymoon” period
Ever to end
I want us to go on forever
I don’t wanna be your friend

I want to wake naked and shivering
In the wee small hours
Being careful not to wake you
As I claw back the covers
Drifting off to sleep listening to
Calm even breathing
Lingering too long over goodbyes
When it comes to leaving
I wanna bask in the warmth
Of what it is to be near you
Hugging and snuggling
Missing not being with you
It’s friendship that turns into Love
Not the opposite
You turn me on and I can’t turn off
No matter how much I might try it
I’ve got enough I don’t need anymore
I hate this emotional dead end
I’ve room in my life for a lover
But I can’t just go on being your friend