lahondas
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A Man
His voice holds my hand
Touches my mind
His pure simple strength denies my weakness
He walks with boldness and honor
To look into his eyes warms my chest
Unlike a womans curves
His sharp sculpting peirces my eyes
Grasps me timeless
He knows his stare
His pose
All the while simplicity shapes him
No beast or river
No rock or wind
Is as strong as the man he is
His voice holds my hand
Touches my mind
His pure simple strength denies my weakness
He walks with boldness and honor
To look into his eyes warms my chest
Unlike a womans curves
His sharp sculpting peirces my eyes
Grasps me timeless
He knows his stare
His pose
All the while simplicity shapes him
No beast or river
No rock or wind
Is as strong as the man he is