White Magic

A ribald poem to a lady

WHITE MAGIC

When I sleep,you find your coquettish way into my dreams.
I make believe of our nuptial flight.
Enchanted by your smiles I am.
Smileys and Emoticons of kisses and roses are your Magic Wands.

Not sure anymore if that's the only reason my heart pounds,throbs and bangs on my aortal walls.
She's pretty, I can now admit so effortlessly
Or whether the blazing self confidence in her eyes is inclusive

Disrobed of all ego I am
My disrober, her eagle eyes so piercing and bewitching
I make believe our lips blend in a phantom kiss
A holy kiss not the Iscariot, yet to sell you into the ambiance of my heart

Calmness you'll bring to this throbbing aorta
With caresses of your dactylic wand in lieu of emoticons.
With pats of Aall izz Well

But be deceived not my lady,into illusions of my sickening love
For coquetting, my hobby is peculiar to you not and words
Sugarcoated.
Lying tongue, silver-laminated.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Geo Lawrence]

I think are withholding the right words to use here. Lewd and naughty poems are ususally written with caution and thats why romantic poems are usually better. Feel free to write the way words come into your mind.
A lot of Ironies, sometimes I think you love this flitatrious lady, and sometimes, i think you are just making fun of her... The Images you tried creating are a bit jumbled up, otherwise this is a beautiful piece. Keep the ink flowing.
I guess you must have answered sis caro's no.1 question... eh ribald boy. And I hope this poem is not for any 0'19 girl...Lol

[Harry Will]

Honestly, there are many ironies. I couldn't let every word flow there. I didn't want to sound too explicit.In fact, I was cautious like you said, being careful not to imply that I love her. Or do I love her?

[Harry Will]

Hahahaha, well observed.It's not for any 0'19 though. Just for some magical lady.