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Bel Esprit

To whom I call my dearest, Beloved bel esprit. So full of love and hope. And the hope for love

To whom I call my dearest,  
Beloved bel esprit.  
So full of love and hope.  
And the hope for love.  
  
Love,  
 
I am truly enamored.  
For even the passing thought,  
Of your sweet kisses,  
Puts me at peace.  
   
 Peaceful,  
   
Even as I yearn for you.  
My heart, my spirit, my mind and body.  
My very essence is electrified by. 
Thoughts of us.  
 
Us,  
   
We--fierce and beautiful.  
Tragic yet hopeful.  
Two as one.  
Made to love,  
Made to love one another.  
   
 Another,  
   
Another poem, another song.  
I just cannot resist.  
And when you feel my caress,  
It will be charged with love & tenderness.  
My lips, soft and feminine, will be full of magic,  
Giving you only the best of me.  
 
Me,  
   
Mine, my love, my love to give.  
And my gift to you.  
Reflecting back and back again, like a prism.  
Infused with life and color.  
And intertwined with passion.  
To which the heights are boundless.

 

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