He sit across the room
Unaware…
My eyes take him in
All of him
His broad shoulders
His defined chest
With just a little hair
Peeking out of his shirt
His strong legs
The memory of the way
His jeans define his ass
His arms that could encircle me
His hands that could caress me
I could get lost in his eyes
The way they seem to
Look straight into my soul
His lips have just a little pout
I would love to take a nibble of
And when he licks his lips
A part of me shivers
Yes, he is unaware of how
I lust for him when
All he does
Is just sit there
And he temps me
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