Love In the Making
Your laugh,
your glittering eyes,
lips slightly parted
warm breath from flared nostrils,
the rhythm of your heart,
silky skin sweetly perfumed,
and ghostly caresses from cultured hands.
Is that your recipe for our love?
A luscious dinner fit for a king?
A priceless princess sacrificed
on the altar of love? All around
the smell of intoxicating incense
increases my sensation
of being on a lofty cloud
experiencing a much-desired dream
that has now come true.
Stars glitter, night surrounds,
in the dark, I hear your loving whispers,
espy your feline eyes
glittering in the nebulous mist,
feel you next to me
Ecstasy.
My love is now complete.
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