a long nose but it suits his face
kinda like jesus
still that haunting mona lisa smile
an openness to his eyes
especially when he would walk up real close
innocence
as if looking in only one of my eyes
at other times, he'd look from across the room
smoldering I don't know how certain men do it, but they turn it on like a light switch
it's almost like feeling like prey
it's almost like they're angry
passion so close to the surface
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