7. His Torso

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The way to her heart is an ammunition of darts
She melts like hot wax on the floor
A thousand kisses leave her craving more


At the beautiful altar,
Worship is taking place
Breathless,
Her eyes wide open
Seeing his glorious face
His torso is well defined
Like a word in the dictionary


He is the beauty standard of male perfection
She loves the way he feels
Because his torso is breath taking
Being close enough to touch him
Sends chills down her spine
Just like fine wine

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