Belle-Chose
You reveal yourself under the cover of night
My senses are heightened and full of light
Blood is pumping in our veins
There is attraction, there is heat
There is you and there is me
You preen your hair, then lick your lips
I am pulled in —
Unswayed, devouring this moment
Devouring your body with my hungry eyes
And then — it is there, where I stare
A tantalizing secret, a lovely thing
Your belle-chose, the most fragrant rose

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