well I just wanted to devour him tonight
savouring every bite
when he speaks it travels down my spine
and shivers me winter style
when he touches me
a smile floods my lips
his eyes liquid
are always sparkling with mischief and wonder
he is pure and good
he is my little portrait of beauty

11/24/2002

Posted on 11/24/2002
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