Poetry

Poem: A Man’s Love

His eyes were my temple, his heart my place to hide. His chest was my comfort, his arms my place to lie. His hands were my protection, his body mine to move. His feet were my direction, his skin was mine to soothe. His lips were my desire, his kiss was mine to taste. His soul was mine to touch, his life was mine to take.

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