Enlighten me with your smile, from a distance perhaps a mile, Let me admire your gentle face, as if it were pretty, white lace, Your lips so full probably delicious, rasberry red soft and lucious, please don't come so close to me, I just want to look from afar constantly, I don't want you to speak, for you'll ruin what I see.
Reason for writing:
Men are like pictures, they are better to look at. Once they
speak it ruins how you percieve their beauty. I'd rather
have a picture of a hot guy than to have one in real life.
Birth sign: Virgo
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