Your Eyes

Your eyes, I want to drown in them.
They are liquid fire, white hot. 
They look upon me, making me weak,
Turning me soft and vulnerable,

And the heat you give I return tenfold. 

Your eyes gaze with such intensity, I am taken aback.  
You could make lightening strike when you look upon me. 
Your eyes, so bold, will always keep me warm.

Your hands, I am dying to hold.
Your skin, I am longing to touch. 
Your heart, is where my home is.
With you, is where I long to be.

The fire between us is on the next level.
And when I’m with you, my temperature rises
Along with my heartbeat.
To me, you are a sublime gift. 




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