Everyone I love is magic

I wish you could have seen her today
my beautiful one, bundled up against the chill
laughing love in black
she says she only likes music
that is primal,
sexual..
and blushes when she says it
watch her kick the leaves
watch her kissing me
I will play her tribal rhythms
I would clothe her in flowers
I will hold her close forever
as we make sweaty velvet symphonies
under sheets spun from clouds

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