I Want Magic
I taste coffee on your lips
And I like it,
But I'm looking for magic.
I hear your breath
And feel it on my cheek
Like a warm caress.
I kiss you.
Your tongue tastes like silky honey,
But I'm looking for magic.
You kiss me.
Your mouth smells like coffee,
And I pull away to look at you.
Your eyes are beautiful
And I want to kiss them, too,
But in them I see myself,
And I see that I'm not beautiful at all.
I always wanted perfection
And I always dreamed of magic,
But magic is not here
And I'm not perfect.
I want you to kiss me.
I want you to look in my eyes
And see what I see
Because now I know it can never be.
Perhaps there's some magic in that.
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