Those bewitching eyes
Glinting like stars
In a world of dreams
Those plump cheeks that invite
The gentlest of kisses
And your lips seem to me
As little fountains
Of perpetual euphoria
You say you lack beauty
And your worth is nil
Oh! How I prayed to the gods
That they take away my eyes
And give them to you.
That you may behold
Such magnificence
That roused in me
This intense longing
For your caresses
Your touch.
Such burning desire
That can only be quenched
By your comforting
Presence.
Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 10:23 PM UTC
Those bewitching eyes
Glinting like stars
In a world of dreams
Those plump cheeks that invite
The gentlest of kisses
And your lips seem to me
As little fountains
Of perpetual euphoria
You say you lack beauty
And your worth is nil
Oh! How I prayed to the gods
That they take away my eyes
And give them to you.
That you may behold
Such magnificence
That roused in me
This intense longing
For your caresses
Your touch.
Such burning desire
That can only be quenched
By your comforting
Presence.
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