Walking down the road in cool December
My eyes stumbled and bucked up this brotha
Six feet of pure handsomeness
Features a prince could only possess;
Teeth that glittered like freshly laid snow
A smile that signalled welcome home
The effect I felt as my breath left my chest
Utopia so divine I said yes Lord yes
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