You are not unlike the stars
that glisten in the evening sky.
They know not the beauty into
the souls of men they imply.
And like those celestial orbs
you blaze and yet cannot see
the incredible beauty your
vision imparts unto me.
What magic dwells in those
chestnut coloured eyes
which casts a spell under which
my soul yet lies?
A smile to crush any resistance
I have to your womanly charms.
Longing to be held and cradled
in your enchanted golden arms.
Your passionate caresses inflame
in me a burning desire of love
and transports my heart and soul
to a paradise far above.
You are as like the stars
that roam the midnight skies.
Unknowing of the grace and
beauty that is seen within my eyes.