She has always been so handsome,
impure in some respects
being this beautiful.
The girl and her magic charms
caught in her web of love
her long eye lashes, sexy
and it’s easy lying with her
in her newly decorated room
where it smells like fresh-cut flowers.
On elbows, looking into eyes
the girl undresses the mood
she inches closer to ask,
do you want to kiss and remember?
Colorful ringlets,
she whispers her favorite song
those words dance around the room
softly spinning from vertigo.
Lips lightly trace, never really touching
just sharing the one same breath
there’s a hint of berry lipgloss and mint.
The glowing sun
cuts through her glowing room,
beautiful you, she says looking up.
A scent of lavender,
she’s partially in love
with her feel good spirited love
she wants to learn
to give more of herself.
Rolling in the twisted sheets
the sun dips and the room goes dark.
She lights a series of candles,
and then waits for the wax
to catch up to her mood.
Tiny opulence seems easy and relaxed,
lying shoulder to shoulder
outstretched and tied to the corners
the girl swears she’s a sweet treasure
as long as you can trust her.
