A man's beauty is a powerful charm, a strength that's honed and refined
A reflection of his inner form, a heart that's brave and truly divine
His eyes, like sapphires shining bright, sparkle with a gentle, loving light
A smile that curves his lips, a joy that fills the heart with delight
His skin, like leather smooth and strong, a canvas of character and might
A spirit that burns like a wildfire's flame, a passion that inspires and ignites
A man's beauty is a treasure to see, a gift that's precious and true
A beauty that's both rugged and kind, a wonder that shines in all he does anew.
About the Creator
Albin
A Psychologist of Life Experiences...
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>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
By D. J. Reddall5 days ago in Fiction
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