You’re a spitfire mouth
speak an illusory language
Compliments in scouth
Words become languished
Those eyes so mesmerizing
and lips so pierce
it’s almost traumatizing
your love so fierce
the complexion is striking
and tones so smooth
I’ve taken a liking
Your embrace does soothe
To lay in your arms tonight
and feast on your aura
would be a delight
Until we meet zora