Saleh Ben Saleh

Tripoli - Libya April 8, 1967
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The Man of my dreams

My handsome prince in my dreams walks by, his head is always held up high

Within the crowd he seems quite tall, five foot nine as I recall

With a strong slender body and deep wide chest, I felt secure and ignored the rest

His rich brown hair under sunlight glared, his large hazel eyes when looked into flared

His forehead was broad, but not too wide, his curled eyelashes were a wonder in sight

With perky cheeks his nose aligned, his strong jawline was well-defined

His lips were full and matched his chin, his glamorous looks made my head spin

My heart would beat like never before, I felt his love burn deep in my core

My body shivered out of desire, his tender love is what I require, his respect for women I truly admire

As he walk by, he looked in my eye and whispered, baby would you be mine

For a unknown reason there was no excuse, for this is an offer I will not refuse

Saleh Ben Saleh
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