Perhaps you are not as beautiful as I believe you to be.
Perhaps your eyes do not dance with umber flames of desire.
Perhaps the soft silk that adorns your head,and frames
the white pure snowiness of your shoulders
isn't there.
Perhaps your eye lids,
adorned a shade of plum lust,
do not tease me.
Perhaps the soft curve of your nose
upturns a sweet welcome
that my cheek does not cry out for.
Perhaps the fullness of your lips as your smile begins,
does not part them just enough to reveal the tip of your tongue
for which my tongue longs to entwine.
Perhaps my heart,
caught in the web of your love
does not yearn at all.
Perhaps this dream,
in this moment,
was eternity.
Perhaps it will last forever
and it is true...
Perhaps....
Gold trophy winner
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