Love Sonnet LXIV

...the music in your eyes

Love Sonnet LXIV

 

 

Your eyes, they pull at me,

pull me into the mystery of you,

the way nebulae float in

darkness and sings, hauntingly

 

of melting into you. Your

eyes dance with magic,

touching the music I hear in

your sexual melody; the notes that

 

whisper to the wind,

tickles my skin, and heart beats

into submission. Your eyes

 

are an obsession, the feeling of

blood flowing in my veins, and

stroking my endless fire.

 

Aztec Warrior / redzone 10.16.2025

Author's Note

....thank you for reading