These words that float across the page ignite a passion flow.
Enticing and inviting me to your secret show.
Like threads they weave a tapestry of a picture yet unseen.
With colors magnetic,
and shades prophetic of a love yet to be.
They dance, disarmingly dizzying, through the window of your soul.
Words that paint more of you,
It's such an erotic pull.
A way to share the nooks of you that oft hid in retire.
The crannies, which were laid to rest,
poetry has re-fired.
These words and thoughts that flow from you,
enflame a love so deep.
Like ribbons entwined around my heart,
make me yours to keep.
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