Do you see those legs? Those gorgeous, long, beautiful legs? Do you see the way his calves taper down into the opening of his shoes, forming that beautifully defined achilles tendon? I want those.
Do you see his thighs? The way they're slim, yet full of masculine bruteness; powerful enough to run away with any girl's heart any second, but yet still choosing to stay put. How can you not love his thighs? I want those.
Do you see those abs; the beautiful way his stomach has that V-shape just before it reaches the hips of his pants; those eight perfectly defined abdominal muscles, reaching down gracefully into those pants of his? I want those.
Do you see his chest? So well-formed, proportional to the rest of his body and gleaming in the light? Can you not see every crease and yet tautness of muscle tone in his pectorals? I want those.
Can you see his shoulders and his arms? So broad, so strong, so perfectly built to crown the rest of his anatomy? Do you see his collar bones, and neck so muscular and so venous, and how his veins extend down his shoulders through his hands and into is fingers? Do you see his biceps and triceps and forearm, how muscular they are, and how they seem like a never-ending road to beauty? I want those.
His cheeks. Do you see them? Those gorgeous hollow cheeks of his, with his perfectly positioned nose, and perfectly symmetrical hazel, double-lidded eyes of his? Do you see how his smile is ensnaring and his teeth perfectly in row with perfect synchronisity and harmony? I want those.
Do you see his hair, and the way it falls accross his forehead and the rest of his head with such utter grace, style and musculinity which retains everyone's gaze?
Don't you see how he is perfect?
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