I examine you.. I have captured beautiful pictures of you in my mind's eye
Your broad shoulders draw me down to your lean waist, a man of strength
Your textured, manly arms hold me, I feel safe
I notice yours hands, your fingers, down to the nail beds, even those are memorable
Your eyes capturing me then darting away... I am twitterpated
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