In a white tee, he stands so fine,
Eyes like orbs, a shade of brown divine.
Long hair slicked back, a captivating sight,
Veiny hands, strong and sure in the light.A symphony of charm in every stride,
His presence, a magnetic force, cannot hide.
With grace in motion, and confidence untold,
A handsome tale in a white shirt unfolds.
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Fragments of a shattered soul
PoetryAn anthology of poems about heartbreak, love, book tropes and more.