His eyes be like a thousand stars.

He looks and I could go to mars.

I'll fly beyond the stars.

His lips expose my tresspasses

His smile melts me like chocolate.

He's sweet like liquorice

Sweet.

None comes close to this,

When he's near i make one wish....

Adonis.

His legs are strong and firm as trees.

They're deep and brown as trees.

Yes he is my tree.

His steps are in sync with the breeze,

He sweeps me off my feet.

With him I am at ease.

He laughs. The story stays untold;

His voice is music to my soul.....

We kiss, I lose control.

Kiss.

None  comes close to this,

When he's near i make one wish...

Adonis.

He moves just like an ancient dance.

We wine just like a dance.

Yes. I love the dance.

I'm weak. I speak in tounges and chant;

He puts me in a trance.

Trust. He is the man.

His hair resembles secrets roped.

His fragrance is my anecdote.

Never leave. I won't.

No.

None comes close to this,

When he's near I make one wish.

Adonis.

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