Love

There is magic in her eyes
greater than between her thighs.
A woman - there is a greater thing there
than can be found with a man's forcing stare.
When you see a woman you admire,
you look for longer legs and breasts riding higher.
In her eyes exists a greater thing
than any pleasure of heaven can bring.
Her look, her voice, her gentlest touch
never a moment have I enjoyed so much.
The slightest thought of her comforting caress
can send a man to a thousand years rest.
I love you.
Now slide away my sole love
drift on clouds from down of dove.

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