'spoem. I wrote the goddamn thing.
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
First, there’s your skills
when we roll in the hay.
Next there’s the matter
Of your incredible physique.
Your curves, they look chiselled
from some hardwood, like teak.
And how could I forget
the curl of your smile
A mouth of such beauty
no piercing defiles.
A favourite of mine
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