I remember he had the dreamiest eyes I could think of
They were as deep as that sultry voice of his
Well, a charming shade of brown
Ebony, to be more specific.
When he was out in the sunshine, I still remember how they used to glisten and sparkle
Overflowing with wetness which looked like warm liquid gold
Like an ocean of nostalgic summer waves, his eyes hid something.
So much. Another world, perhaps.
Whenever I tried to get to the core of his mysterious beauty, those lips used to curve into a smile gently .. slowly
Without notice, like how the sun rises up from under the horizon
******* out all the strength it took me to not touch him.
He was the Prince Charming on drugs, I'd say
A drunken Romeo at night with ripped off clothes
The love of his dreams is a crazy fantasy, he says
And he always messed up his fantasies so fine.
I would never forget how he asked me to stay away
How artistically he put it all together, trying not to hurt me
He used to say "love is unhealthy for me.."
How delicate and effortless he made it sound
Maybe he knew that anyone who looked deeper into his eyes,
beyond that beautiful brown, would fall for him.
And fortunately or unfortunately, I *did.

Sing to me the song of my winter dreams
Gently run your fingers through my hair
Hold me when I tremble out of fear
You are my world, right now and here.
Come to me the closest you can
Until your hypnotizing scent lingers upon me
Until all I can think about is your divinity
Until the sound of your heart beats with mine.
Dive into the nothingness of my deep black eyes
Let your beautiful smile rid me of my deepest fears
Stun me into the crazy palace of my dreams
A kiss on my forehead as I smile in my sleep.
The sky is starry and delightfully moonlit
Even in my dreams, you are a magical sight
Treasure me in your arms like you mean it,
And whisper to me the softest good night.