My Man

 

I need not tell if he loves me or not

I don’t have to

He is the man, the naughty one i asked for

The gentle one

 

I need not tell if i find him attractive

I don’t have to

But he attracts the every me

That i couldn’t  resist

 

I need not tell if he looks into my eyes

I don’t have to

But he worships my body

Without overlooking an inch

And i bow down to submission

 

Mess not with my man

I dare not mess with him

He cannot be traded,

Because he’s down to earth.