I'm Your Secret Admirer
Your eyes are dreamy
They remind me of the Sunrise
At the ocean
Your lips are soft and luscious
I like the way you lick them when you talk
I wonder how they taste
Back to your eyes
They're so expressive
Rather you squint
Or you wink
Those eyes can tell you
A story
Without you ever speaking
On what you think
Your nose is fat
It reminds me of our Ancestor...
Sunday 5th March 2023 2:34 pm
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