His hands, the perfect warmth,
His eyes, oh so irresistible,
His mind, a wonderful riddle,
Why?
Why do I feel this way?
His touch, a comforting sign to let me know he's here,
His love, so, so very intoxicating,
And his kiss, oh the lovely sensation it brings!
Why?
Why do I feel this way?
What is this feeling?
It feels so right when I am with him.
Could it be?
Love?
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Samantha's Book Of Art And Poetry
DiversosEverything in this story is made by me, myself, and I. The only things that aren't mine are the front cover and some accessories for characters/oc's. Please acknowledge that I would love to know your suggestions and/or preferences / techniques. Also...