Still himA Poem by Rache David"Love sees no imperfection"I like those round eyes Dusky loops on rim As cold as an ice, Melt my heart to brim. I want his skin Like chocolate paste, To sweet is akin; Beckons me to taste. I crave his body Though he has belly; No six-pack to see; Still, it’s sexy. I love all of him Everything I see, Not perfect they seem, But it’s good to me. If one perfect came, Gives me anything, But only wants a game Then I’ll choose nothing. Though he has nothing, Still love to see, For he’s the whole thing, Loves and fulfills me. © 2014 Rache DavidAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on July 3, 2014 Last Updated on July 3, 2014 Tags: perfect, game, love, nothing, everything AuthorRache DavidNCR, PhilippinesAboutI'm a psychology graduate. I'm 20 years old. I love reading English novels and love to listen to classical musics. I love exploring things. Because I believe there's something more astounding and eth.. more..Writing
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