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My battle-worn gaze found your graceful form,

Unveiling the curves of a hidden realm.

I smiled, a secret shared between us.

I thought my wandering days were over,

But your smile sparked my spirit to rise.

Like a rare condor in flight, I soared high.

Your essence ignited a fire within me.

We moved together, each touch awakening desire.

Now, you invite my eyes and lips to meet yours.

My touch is no trespass; you've welcomed me into your soul's embrace.

And together, we take flight.

— Poetic Rizz

My grizzled eyes stalked your lissome limbs

And discovered camouflaged curves

I purred a secret smile

I'm not reckless and thought to retire

But then your winsome smile

My surprised spirit soared on seldom seen condor wings

My excitement ripened like a restrained volcano

You snared my mind with comfortable associations

We progressed; each touch thrilled arousal

Now, you welcome my eyes, lips, and feckless fingers

My touch is no trespass

You've let me pass the sentries around your soul

And we soar.

— Chris Banner