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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