I love him without Condition, yes he's the shampoo to my love.
His kisses are unexpected, From God he's sent from above.
His mind thinks quickly as possible and he never strays from Love
When he puts his hands on me, it's a gentle touch
It's safe to call him mine; Rare and fine
His kisses are unexpected and he's as peaceful as a dove.
He reminds me of someone I know, humble as a bee, The person in his mirror that he sees
One thing that's common, he never utters it the most...Never ending, never lying soul.
Mr.Rare and fine, like a glass of wine
Mr.Handsome and bold, sits like a piece of gold.Mr.Never lying never ending soul, calm as his simple touch and listens keenly to everything he's been told.
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