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I want you like coffee, I need you like juice, I won’t put you on the side like bacon. You can have me over easy. You are my desire, not just for sex that lights up Philly like firecrackers in July, but emotional truth that cuts to the quick of our being, that holds us together facing the dark tomorrows. Once you said I was afraid to let you in, afraid for you to see me next to my father's corpse, sobbing. It's not easy for many people to watch two grown men engage in the deepest intimacy, but that day I let you in more than one way. Liberation, that's what you gave me, freedom from my doubts, from the prejudices of our world. I want you like juice. I need you like coffee. Please... have me over easy.