Her eyes are like mist Enchanting and evocative Telling but never revealing it all Reach deeper into it, And it’s gone Her Lips like fire Burning with desire Dangerous to play with For who knows what they will do A spark to tease Or a raging inferno Out of your control. What aspects do you see The angels of her face A turn of her lips Laughter that envelops Or energy that she extrudes Yes that wonderful energy Electric and fluid Enveloping you and pulling you along The moments timed Revitalised by a zap of her pure beautiful exciting energy Taking you to places within And taking you to places beyond All never explored What wonderful energy What beautiful her Everything is hers that once was mine
Reason for writing:
A girl I went out with, still have a tiny thing for
was walking around and I felt like why not. So she
had more to do with it than she will ever know. It's
one of thiose things.
Birth sign: Taurus
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