From lips like syrup,
Creamed with laughter,
Trickling like honey.
Skin smoky and smooth -
A maiden’s musky shield -
Strained before
The stretch of time;
And folded into clefts
And curves
That invite caresses
And insist upon kisses.
Eyes like shards
Of the blackest diamonds
Shining beyond shining -
Shimmers and facets
Of your essence inside -
A bewildering puzzle.
But above all:
Your smile,
Which broke me down
And brokered our love;
And made such mischief
With my haughty heart
That I was never
The same again.
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