This Man

This Man The eyes of a man are dark and mysterious, alive and piercing… Possessing your soul. The lips of a man are wet and sweet, warm with desire… Awakening the passion within you. The hands of a man are strong and caring, touching with certainty… That which he intends to takes captive… Arresting you heart. The whispers of a man are deep and untouched… wanton and sacred… Bleeding your resolve. The heart of man is fragile and precious… priceless beyond compare… To have his heart would mean so much… Who is this man?