Bewitch Me Now
In this elegant, emerald Spring.
Carry me, near your thumping heart.
Dream waves on my body, splashing.
Silken sheets, wine, fresh apples from a cart.
For we see, love needs no deep reason.
Carved by God, in intimate embrace.
To not express our love is outright treason.
Our lives blessed by celestial, sensual grace.
Divine, magical, mystical, relaxation..
Deepest blue, your eyes, mon amour.
You bless me with stars of rejuvenation.
For all eternity, I am your love du jour!
5/30/2022
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2022
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