Imagine a Lover
The man of my dreams
Is not rich
Nor is he wealthy
Some have teeth made of gold
But he has a heart made of gold
His silence is loud
Speaking with his eyes
Always listening and thinking
Observing
He is beautiful on the outside
But it will never live up to the inside
Insatiable words
Narrow hips
With thighs of steel
He has the sweetest soul
The kindest eyes
The warmest arms
The strongest jaw
You cut your finger from just the touch
The horse voice he gives off
Letting you know when he's close
The rough hands that stayed glued to your body during the night
The deep labored breaths as you both reach the end together
The sound of his laugh
That penetrates your soul
Making you wonder how could you ever live without that sound
The narrowness of his hips
Those lips that kiss and eat you like your a full course meal on a silver platter
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