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Umm, the presence and scent of a man  
Magnetic attraction where his feet stands  
His natural body charismatic aroma  
Element of charms, seeping to awaken a woman out a sexual coma  
Is it his eyes, the soul behind his life’s mysteries  
Flirtation in his smile, tells me he has an undercover sexual history  

It is his nose that smells out my charms  
An enticing deep baritone voice, which turns me on  
Is it the erratic heartbeat he has for a woman, his passionate relent  
Stealing my breath, as he tenderly seals my lips in an impassioned moment of content  
The strength in his biceps
His triceps  

Strong, yet such comforting arms  
An epitome of steel circled around a woman in winter life’s storms  
In the cold of night, his body providing your heated warmth  
His chest, a hard pillow to tell your doubts, your uncertainties, your fears  
Pulling you closer onto it, his reassuring words eradicating your tears  
His intellectual mind to think as a man  
Sexual, slam bam and thank you ma’am, or your personal grand slam  
Woman from Venus, your handsome Man for Mars  
His groin, and the hard dick from which it springs forth  
Erected and pointing North  
A woman's reservation to tease, please, stroke, or allow it to choke  
His loud grunts shadowing your moans, echoing in the wind  
Damn, I love men, and his undulated sexual sins  
From the first taste of me  
As his giving tongue is traveling free  
Siphoning my carnal juices that deems to flee  

His hairy legs as he stands to lift my weight  
In the shower, no wait, as I anticipate  
The thrust of his gyrate, hooking my twerking pussy bait  
His physique in general…Oh, God thank you  
Without the scent of a man, we women would not know what to do  
Your presence to a woman is our earthly food  
Our je ne sais quoi for our every bodily mood  

Rather you are standing, lying still, or upside down  
The blissful 69 position conquered as we’re fooling around  
The scent of a man, the whiff under his balls  
Dick sucking moment for me says it all  
Aphrodisiac behind his release, no regrets  
His dripping sweat  
As he’s on top of me, droplets to my skin have been met  
The presence and scent of a man holds me throughout the night as our eyes finally rest

 Erotica and Romance Novelist