Fine
I love to stare at beautiful men
their hair flows just right.
looks like their jawline can cut me open in one slice.
a hug is just like paradise
just fell their body next to mine
with those muscles
wrapping me letting me know I'm
going to have a great night. . yeah, that's
just the basics of beautiful men,
of course i enjoy funny jokes..nice personality I'm a sucker for
those hands its like a beautiful bundle of testosterone mixed with TLC
with a firm grip gliding down my hips.
I can feel it in my my finger tips
when they hold my hand and whisper
that's not it.
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