Weakness Poem by John May
Weakness
My eyes cannot escape your shape;
Your beauty has me mesmerized-
Your gorgeous curves, the way you walk,
Your sexy lips, the way you talk …
The way your hair just dangles there-
I swear to you it mystifies!
And how your lips move when you speak-
O darling, how you make me weak.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: hair,lips,weakness
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