He speaks of sunken treasures the way no other man do.
The map of his essence is drawn in the stars. His smile of gold ride out the waves. The moon is pulled by the prestige of his masculine art,
With great pleasure, your heart now sits in a glass case. His love lavishes making every moment memorable.
This gentleman cultivates you from every direction Your blood rises to his flirtatious ego His eyes, manipulate you, invade every dream,
Endless l**t, pulled by the enigma of dragon dust wind,
Falling flowers of forgetfulness, when lost in his touch,
He endures, he breathes in ways you can't resist Uttered words easily wrap around your heart.
In a game of trust, his lips persuade another kiss. Like a syndrome, you babble and drool ---- stepping all over yourself. You are naught more than a fool in love,
Trusting and believing every golden word spoken from his lip
~I LOVE YOU~