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Lou Daniel Jan 2017
Those growing hairs in your face that defined your masculinity;
Those naturally curved lashes, Oh how lovely
Those deep –set dreamy eyes, I could stare the whole day;
That high-bridged nose, my fingers would run through;
Those sweet lips, it gets me nervous sigh
That deep well voice, that awakes my inner stripper.
and
SNAP!
Back to my Senses

— The End —