Undone

Undone


Your looks say so many things,
most of which I love,
frightfully seductive sense it brings,
almost—but never enough.

Gentle smile, soft green eyes
beckon me to dance,
knowing there are never lies
when falling within your trance.

Close to you or across the room,
your essence draws me in,
caressing, causing me to bloom,
the two of us begin.

You always hold me tenderly,
whispering in my ear
secrets told so fleetingly—
words I long to hear.

I look at you, one I adore,
our lives forever as one,
breathlessly, you tell me you’re
feeling forever—undone.

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