Ode To A Man Without A Face
by Jewls13
Ode to a Man Without a Face
his smile
his laugh
the way he walks
imperfection wrapped in a troubled soul
perfection
his voice
his body
the way he knows my thoughts
they way he kisses me
the way he sings
the way he holds my body close to his
whispers in my ear
touches my face
his mind-his brilliant mind
his family-gone from sight
I dream of spending my days
my nights
my life
in his arms
his lips on my lips
on my neck
on my breasts
my stomach
my ahhhh
hmmmm
I know everything about him
everything
but still I cannot see him
and I dream of him
my friend
my lover
my man without a face
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