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The Aficionado

I keep my heart
in my pocket
in a little
brass locket,
with your picture
and a piece
of scripture
engraved
upon my mind

beneath moonbeams
and starshine
hand and hand
we unwind
as we gaze
into each otherís eyes
like honeybees
and butterflies

and I...

take sips of her mind
like the finest wine,
taking my time
to savor
every drop of her flavor

I study her
every movement,
fascinated by her behavior
captivated
by the way her
hips sway
to the music

she's fine art
much like Monet,
with a divine heart
and a beautiful body
that I could
gaze upon
for days

she's simply got
that magic touch
and
I'm not asking much,
just to be her friend

but in the end
I know
that
she
could be
so much more to me

if only in my wildest dreams
NewBeginnings
Written by NewBeginnings
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Author's Note
The frantic scribblings of a hopeless romantic
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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