Her charisma

She wasn’t the one,
you could loose flirt with at bars and cafes.

She was the one,
you could wait for,
before holding her hand for the first time

She wasn’t the one,
your senses could shamelessly grope.

She was the one,
you could wait for,
to break her shyness in your arms,

She wasn’t the one,
whose curves you could lose yourself in.

She was the one,
whose eyes carried enough foreplay,
to give fantasies an orgasm.

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