He got this black hair
a brown pair of eyes
with a nice smile on the lips
He captured my attention.
he spoke in a hoarse voice
that everyone would love to listen
I heard the way he talk
It goes with such sensation.
He delivered words intelligently
and move his hands with dignity
I felt him tracin my cheeks
and the warm touch of his breath.
he laugh on a lovely tone
It seems like music to my ears,
my eyes traveled his reflection
he is the master of perfection.
He is trap on a strong body
with a handsome face to stare
he is the man of my dreams,
so sad...he was just a dream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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