As you lay beside me
Bare and open
Like a princess from a fairy-tale,
I gaze at you.
With my eyes glued
on your sugary lips
so intimately touching each other,
on your dark, long hair
gently canopying your dreamy eyes,
on your glittering skin
spreading like an empty canvas,
for me to touch, kiss and paint
your subtle beauty.
I gaze at you
and wonder
how I misled myself in such misconceptions
that there is nothing called as magic, but,
here you are
a poetry
an elixir
inducing a hypnotic trance
a strange concoction
of love, lust and desire.
Enslaved by your beauty, my mistress,
In me, you lit up
the hottest flame
arousing the wild fire.
