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Time will tell
The sun never sets on you
it’s morning are so mellifluous
touching the sea that is your skin
so young without a wave of age
I have yet to voyage towards the lands that is your hair
my imagination flourishes with hidden treasures crying to be yours
these exploring hands have rummaged through your jungle leaves in dreams
searching to hear the lioness moan sweetly
to a suitable companion
I of course and no one else
my sweetest adventure
ever since you have arrived
The Tarzan in me became tamed
while the Jane in you discovered wildfire affection in beast-like eyes
will you extinguish these flames?

© Machito