Sculpted broad shoulders,
his skin flattered by even the ugliest of light.
He knows it. Are we alone?
Woman will fall and men surrender,
real arms to hold you tight and fight.
Urges cheat me of control. Move fast.
Comfort me for I am broken,
even being within your sight.
Deep and resounding, few words spoken.
Goose pimples prickle, one kiss is my worth.
Cheek scarred forever.
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