I'm the man you passed this morning,
The woman on the train.
I'm the essence of pure beauty.
I'm delightfully plain.
I'm the sixth degree of danger.
I'm a shelter in a storm.
I'm a knife blade in the moonlight.
I'm welcoming, I'm warm.
I'm rigid, I'm thrusting.
I'm pliant, soft, and wet.
I'm the reason you are reading.
I'm a voice you'll not forget.
Location
UK