Him.
He is my muse, an inspiration for life
At the very sight, he can arouse me
Not yet a sound from his mouth; his eyes devour me
With such intensity.
He is my muse, an inspiration for love
Dry feeling go into others
But with him, they deepen
Gaining moisture by the millisecond
His lips upon mine beats any walk in the park, baby
I love when his hands, strong and securing,
Wrap my own...
He is my muse, an inspiration for wonders
For love
For life
For affection
He makes me go crazy with a simple smile.
He is my muse, an inspiration for a beating heart.
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