With eyes
Of the purest ice blue.
This man sees through me,
Into my soul.

With these blazing orbs,
Of molten blue,
He stares into my eyes,
And sees myself.

With his hands,
He caresses my skin.
Awakening fires that
I never knew were there.

My hands,
I caress the curves of each muscle.
Igniting a flame that burns
Within the blue eyes that watch me.

I don’t need to die,
To reach heaven now.
For he is resting within my arms,
Asleep and I under the spell of his power.