A Blinding Beauty
Stay still so I can admire your portraits
You gazed at me like an angel who will never wake up
Your eyes are blurred with messages and regrets
And your wet lips are warm, pumped up
Delicious and sweet.
Look at me again; I will not touch you
However, I will visualize your hair all over my thighs
And my eyes drowning in a world of fantasy
Your eyelids are extraordinary and smooth
And me momentarily in ecstasy.
The kisses that I want to lay on your cheeks
The irresistible melodies that I hear
You and me lying on the ashes here
Like two brutally murdered drunkards.
Your tongue is decorated with strawberries at springtime
Oh! Cupid, women are always colored
Like the folios that faded away with time
Oh! You are exquisite and well painted.
Let me dream, do not wake me up
Let me sleep in my imagination
Let me die in your seductive illumination
You are very chic in my dreams, you are my passion.
You are gentler than a rose
So sweet that you've become a pretty thing
The phantom that was staring
At me after the evening of debauch.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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