Magic

In a crimson lake of fire
Is where you can fuel your desire
Bathed in the glory of him
Where the future can begin
 
He caresses your hair and touches your lips
Of your essence takes many sips
Feels the shudder of your climax
Adorns the beauty of your hips
 
Traces his fingers over your intricate features
Basking in the wonder of his beloved
She swings back
Causing eruptions within
While the outdoor blue birds sing
 
Playing with his hair
Captivated by the intense stare
Magic fills the air.