This Man
This Man
The eyes of a man
are dark and mysterious,
alive and piercing…
Possessing your soul.
The lips of a man
are wet and sweet,
warm with desire…
Awakening the passion within you.
The hands of a man
are strong and caring,
touching with certainty…
That which he intends to takes captive…
Arresting you heart.
The whispers of a man
are deep and untouched…
wanton and sacred…
Bleeding your resolve.
The heart of man
is fragile and precious…
priceless beyond compare…
To have his heart would mean so much…
Who is this man?
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