Imgormiel
Part of the furniture
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Mystery Woman
By the deep ovolo pools of your eyes.
Unicorns are in play.
The lovebirds come to roost.
And there is a gentle darkness where the stars sing.
The Moon approvingly smiles.
In your hair.
The flows of the wind violently hitting castles of a flame wrought mighty battle.
Beauty exudes from your red rosy cheeks.
For the dragon sleeps contently in the warmth and softness of your lips.
All around. Your love shines in the Sun.
Intrigued.
Yet I still wonder...
And yet I still wonder...