Hungry eyes, they stare
Come hither, that look!
Games are easy to play
The rules remain unspoken

He loves to make a move

She prefers the slow buildup

He ain’t fussy about the

place

She wants the perfect ambiance

He loves lace and

leggings

She prefers the romance
She also loves to dance
He wants to cut the chase 

He pulls her close
She plays hard to get
Too close for comfort
Anything can happen
And just then he shrieks
A sight that left him sore
Her unwaxed arms a reminder
She did not like his stubble……
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