the most gentle creature in the world and the most savage those same lips that whisper sweet nothings, an entire body they ravish doesn’t pull of when he says goodbye, he sits and waits watching to ensure she makes it in the door safe we’re passed the years of pulling out chairs , but he would and hours later barely find time to make it with her upstairs excites her invites her and of course stimulates both the intellectual and the ****** in any moment with the gentleman her beating heart palpitates from lust and wonder from trust and fear the gentleman provides security while simultaneously being a teddy bear a calm roughness he possesses both jagged and serene the most gentle savage in the world neither peace or chaos like the eye of a hurricane he falls somewhere between