A curtain of silk hung on the stars,
Your hair is my endless satin night,
Jewels that sparkle from your brow,
A diadem of shimmering pulsars,
Constellations of your delight,
Your Sun and Moon eyes open now.
Blazing, fluorescent, hot and cool,
Your eyebrows are a curving bow,
The arrows feathered with your lashes
Flick like larks above a pool,
Fragrant flowered darts that glow,
Your lily brow, the water rushes.
Clouds roll up, your glowing cheek,
Swans in flight, your curving ears,
Your neck a shoreline, creamy skin,
Like bumblebees your dark eyes seek
The form that from your heart appears,
The love that ravishes you again and again.
A midnight tangled forest grove,
Your hair enwraps me, my cocoon,
A bed on which I lie awake,
To dream the sweetness of your love
And hope you will be with me soon,
To taste the sweet love we could make.
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