Like a spirit I
lovingly by you spy
invisible to especially you
if you only knew
Were I so emboldened
to offer gifts golden
wrapped in vestments old
would you be cold
You could love me
which I easily see
your gentleness and mirth
my openness to girth.
If I revealed myself
to your heart's wealth
you may take or
come through my door.
I want to run
but to you come
for your flame entire
sets my wings afire.
So, from deep within
beneath my alabaster skin
where wettest souls begin
you infect my grin.
If perchance my friend
would only begin again
flirt, possessing, releasing now
God begat these smiles.
I rub your back
massaging and using tact
putting under my palms
all type of charms.
Hotly I do burn
as my soul yearns
flows as you churn
to this I return.
The three magic words
often misspoken and unheard
how I dream so
that creme also flows
by Celticmoon
and Mage Amazigh
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