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Of Amorous Intent

When our eyes meet, I freeze
As if you had cast a spell on me
Time stops, I'm locked in place
Enraptured, staring at your beauty

An aura emanates
From the presence that is only you
Whenever you are near
My eyes take to you as if on cue

Your scent overwhelms me
Intoxicating the air I breathe
And when we are apart
I find traces of it on my sleeves

Your hair flows like water
Finding its way onto everything
Sometimes it's obstructing
Other times, those strands are welcoming

Your touch is always warm
Even if your skin is cold as ice
Touches fueled by the heart
Produce heat only love can entice

I melt in your embrace
As your arms engulf my entity
Like pieces of puzzle
We were made to converge perfectly

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