His hair is as black as midnight and his eyes reflect the starry skies.
His pupils are as the blackest orbs and he smells like fresh rosemary and thyme.
His mouth tastes of basil and he looks on with the horizon in his eyes and in his thoughts.
Without him, I look out into the starry universe and i feel like flying.
You love, are in my heart with your sweet light fair skin with sweat that smells and tastes like fresh Spring.
You are the whole of my heart.
Entrapped in my mind and constantly loving me.
Like a constant lover.
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