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He wears stars on his head A smile on his face With pretty doe eyes He lights up my skies He is strong enough to carry Galaxies in his eyes Those two black holes Pulling all that go by A trance all designed in such a small space Its a pleasure to get lost And leave without a trace He's an inspiration to write A walking natural scenery He's a never ending twilight Like Aphrodite's finery From his thick legs to thin waist He's God's architectural masterpiece Even Tajmahal looks flawed So does Doric temples in Greece A centre of attraction below his thin beckoning lips His cute black mole - point of gravity's grip Out of all the eras that existed I'm blessed to live in his' To live and to love the creation he is For all that I wish upon Is a life to live and love And get enchanted by the beauty Of the great Theias's son
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Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 10:02 PM UTC
Prince of Busan
He wears stars on his head A smile on his face With pretty doe eyes He lights up my skies He is strong enough to carry Galaxies in his eyes Those two black holes Pulling all that go by A trance all designed in such a small space Its a pleasure to get lost And leave without a trace He's an inspiration to write A walking natural scenery He's a never ending twilight Like Aphrodite's finery From his thick legs to thin waist He's God's architectural masterpiece Even Tajmahal looks flawed So does Doric temples in Greece A centre of attraction below his thin beckoning lips His cute black mole - point of gravity's grip Out of all the eras that existed I'm blessed to live in his' To live and to love the creation he is For all that I wish upon Is a life to live and love And get enchanted by the beauty Of the great Theias's son
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22/F/nomadland
Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 10:02 PM UTC
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