The Magic Of Your Eyes

Everytime I gaze into your soft brown eyes
The magic begins as I start to realize,
The magic is not subtle, no not in the least.
It devours me whole, inviting me to your feast-

Subtle glances, knowing smile,
Keeping me guessing all the while.
I hold your hand, fingers entwined,
Comfortable in love, for everything is fine.

Over a score of togetherness, memories fill my head,
The erotic fantasies of you and
I-Turn my face bright red.
You smile at my blushing, knowing my shy gentileness,
And lead me to the bedroom, with a passionate deep kiss.

Our lovemaking familar, in it's comfortable groove,
And I begin my fantasy, as I make my move.
Soft silk scarves, tied gently, binding your wrists-Passion building, as we begin our tryst.
Between two lovers, nothing is taboo, And the magic of your eyes....

(c) Dee Amethyst