Faithful Man
The small of her back
Dimples perfectly placed
The halt of keeping track
Of the challenges you've faced
That slightly crooked grin
That draws you in to bed
The butterflies within
She lives inside your head
The Clean, white linen
She carefully adorned your mattress
Just for you to get in
And playfully make a mess
Her perfect, natural curves
And small, yet honest breasts
Only, you she serves
You receive her very best
No makeup, need she wear
Her beauty is much too deep
In awe, you gratefully stare
Your blessings, you reap
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