The way she looks
Poem
The way she looks
The way she looks
Her eyes, mysterious
That enchant you with every look.
The soft touch of her hair,
a breeze that caresses her locks
on this warm summer evening.
The way she looks
In my mind, staring,
she thinks about her secrets and desires.
Her look in her eyes tells a story
A story of passion and desire.
The way she looks
sensuous
Let me dance in the night.
The stars that reflect in her eyes
brings us together in the depths of our soul.
Madeleine

Image from Enrique Meseguer via Pixabay
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