I take no credit for the photo. I found it on a Google images search.
Hanging from hip bones.
Flat, sloping flesh.
Flexing inward.
Begging for the touch of my lips.
Framed by the low-ride of his jeans.
Leading me south toward his virility.
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Most beautiful place on the male physique. Great poem!
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Thank you!
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