first offered here

Here's the F4M text:

Where does courage come from?

What makes a man decide

To show his love for going wild

To make a woman smile and kiss

Her pillow her hand to taste his bliss

What makes a man think "she likes me too"

And taste her words to speak them too

What is this pushing me to try?

The trigger, that gives me such a high

What tool is this that turns and flips

The stomach and the heart, and my knuckles to grip?

What is it that makes us so nervous to speak

That ties our tongues to reduce us to heaps?

The impossible dream that may come true,

When I look at words and think of you.

Why does my heart ache and thump

How does my throat swell to a lump?

My fingers type and my eyes read

My mind is confused so tears I bleed

Hot coals in flesh burn with pain

What is it that pauses and makes me wain.

Holding back from the thing I need most

When I fear to show what I must post.

Where is my courage? and am I a fool

To come here each day and moan and mule?

When did I become this standing child

Afraid to show that I've gone wild.

I beat my breast, I cling to covers

I push on cocks and think it's lovers,

The encouragement to groan and wet

To lay here listening in my bed.

Where is my lover? I need him now

He's in the sounds of every growl,

I need his strokes for my ego

To make desire float and go.

I need to come to go and go!

TAKE ME to the place I know.

FOR FUCKS SAKE! Make me come again

I'm afraid to STOP, that I might end.

I'll die and never know this love

I pray to voices from above

Make your noise make it now!

I have to come, I have to plough!

My fingers are deep, my breasts are tweaked

My fucking CUNT needs to eat!

What is this FUCKING place I hear?

When love is what I hold so dear?

The M4F version: Where does courage come from?

What makes a girl decide

To show her love for going wild

To make a man hard and form his fist

A pillow soft hand to hold my bliss

What makes a girl think "he likes me too"

And taste my words to speak them too

What is this pushing me to try?

The trigger, that gives me such a high

What tool is this that turns and flips

The stomach and the heart, and my knuckles to grip?

What is it that makes us so nervous to speak

That ties our tongues to reduce us to heaps?

The impossible dream that may come true,

When I look at words and think of you.

Why does my heart ache and thump

How does my throat swell to a lump?

My fingers type and my eyes read

My mind is confused so tears I bleed

Hot coals in flesh burn with pain

What is it that pauses and makes me wain.

Holding back from the thing I need most

When I fear to show what I must post . Where is my courage? and am I a fool

To come here each day and moan and mule?

When did I become this standing child

Afraid to show that I've gone wild.

I beat my breast, I cling to covers

I pull my cock and think it's lovers,

The encouragement to groan and wet

To lay here listening in my bed

Where is my lover? I need her now

She's in the sounds of every meow

I need her strokes for my ego

To make desire float and go

I need to come to go and go!

TAKE ME to the place I know.

FOR FUCKS SAKE! Make me come again

I'm afraid to STOP, that I might end

I'll die and never know this love

I pray to voices from above

Make your noise make it now!

I have to come, I have to plough!

My cock feels deep, your nipples tweaked

Your fucking CUNT I need to eat!

What is this FUCKING place I hear?

When love is what I hold so dear?