A handsome man,
with muscle and charm,
he does not have a bone in his body,
that would cause any harm.
His interests as mine,
a heart as pure as gold,
blinded eyes,
are not that old.
You are a stranger in my life,
you have not come to shine your light,
where there is a will there is might,
I do want you to hold me tonight.
I am easy to talk to,
some say that makes me beautiful,
I want to know what makes you beautiful,
instead of waiting for you.
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