Endless Enchantment - Poem by Tyton Toste
Lips so soft, they smother my lust.
Hands so warm, a hand a trust.
Eyes so deep, i could get lost.
Hair like silk, my chills like frost.
Skin smooth like wet ice, i hold her tight to keep her near.
Face like a sunset, controlling all my riviting fears.
The ring i place appon her finger, claim this treasure mine.
It completes my goal of happyness, having her shine.
Call me selfish she loves me too, with her my smile is not far behind.
Silver streaked moonlight, ten times better with her by my side.
We grow old, love still strong.
Our bodys go gray, hearts sing song.
Skin wrinkled like a bumpy road, moving my fingers as i go.
Hair like straw, staying in one and no longer flows.
Eyes consistantly shutting, but i am still lost.
Face like the burning sun, whithered and flocked.
Hands going colder, but still a hand i trust.
Lips so soft, still smothering my lust.
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