in your eyes are the waves of a sunless sea,
that my imagination runs out of pictures to process.
your voice is a sacred sermon to my ears,
it is engraved on the stones of my heart.
your breasts are in my dreams every night,
it is a spell I have learnt to enjoy.
the floor of your belly is as smooth as pebbles,
I would rather lay on them than on glowing gold.
your lips are where I hope to spend eternity,
they are the reason I breathe.
disbelief me not when I say I know magic,
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for she has charmed me and ran my brooks,
magic to me has a name,
and I know her to be Love! 💕
#El_Magnifico™
[[Published on Cultural Reverence Magazine]]
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