My Man Poem by Lynn samantha

My Man



He may be cute, He may be sweet; although, sometimes he might be mean. He's got that special place in my heart that hasn't been filled in awhile. He trys to hard and he acts like a fool, but my man is the best of them all. He laughs at my jokes, and makes fun of me at times but it's always good because he's always by my side. It doesn't matter if he's jelious i could care less if he's crule I love him because he trys to hard to be cool. I've always wanted something like this real before. I don't need him for his car, I don't want him for his money he's got enough in bed to keep me hunny. His arms are big but who really cares? His lips are plump, but we won't go there. I love his love for what he sees in me. It's really about how he treats me.When he plays his guitar it drives me crazy I love this man so back off ladys! !

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