I apologize
If my first instinct
When I come upon you
Is to stare; dropped my cookie
And look you up and down
Every inch begging
For an exploratory
Discovery,
That is; until you speak
And I am drawn
To your siren's song
Orchestra from your voice
And the depth of intelligence
Spilling from your mind
I want to swim
By you
In your pool of thoughts
I want to sit
By you
In your Café of ideas
I want to lie
By you
In your bed of beauty,
Letting me gaze upon you
And imagining
All your beautiful bones
Beneath the splendor
Of your smile
Spell you've cast
Upon my eyes;
Slowly rooting
From within my heart...
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