Saturday, 11 October 2014

The Raven-haired

She looks at me as if
As if she wants to get inside
Without even contemplating of what is
Inside her hazel eyes

Slowly I burn
In her craze
She just sits there without a word
I stand in her craze

My heart pounds
It is alive again
Making silly sounds
Readying me for heaven

And that Raven hair
So long and so sexy
With skin milky fair
I am obliged to let her drown me...

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