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Him
His eyes are a deep sea blue
The kind I could swim into
His gaze may warm a cold bitch
but is only held by few
His build is rather stern
Tall, soft, yet firm
His mind is elsewhere
And his every thought I will earn
His lips look delicious
Blending yet to me conspicuous
I could touch them with my bud;
Cover them with my liquids
His body could mold with mine
Spreading words of wisdom through my spine
And smooth against my shoulders
Together, Forever, All the time. P
The kind I could swim into
His gaze may warm a cold bitch
but is only held by few
His build is rather stern
Tall, soft, yet firm
His mind is elsewhere
And his every thought I will earn
His lips look delicious
Blending yet to me conspicuous
I could touch them with my bud;
Cover them with my liquids
His body could mold with mine
Spreading words of wisdom through my spine
And smooth against my shoulders
Together, Forever, All the time. P
Published 6th Jul 2013
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