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He needs no introduction In this game of seduction He plays and plays, leading women astray Bringing satisfaction and in return All he wants is your dedication They say he’s the salvation But he’ll lead maidens into temptation They’ll believe they have found perfection But little do they know, he has lovers in every location He leaves the men in frustration They please themselves with ************ But if a lady sees through these illusions She’ll shout “YOU **** in confusion He softly replies with “Dear, why would I be a **** if it takes two to make love?”
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Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 2:00 PM UTC
**** of the 18th Century
They call me womaniser a man who knows the hearts of women, yet has not been claimed by love. I do not wear it as a shame, but as a gentle crown. For mine is not the way of conquest, but of respect, of kindness. I move not with careless touch, but with words verses that linger upon the heart before any hand may seek the soul. Yes, I am a womaniser, but one who listens, one who cares, one who honours every glance and every sigh. Still, I wander, waiting for the one whose presence will silence my riddles, whose love will name me not womaniser, but beloved.
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Sep 3, 2025
Sep 3, 2025 at 7:33 PM UTC
The Womaniser