Love me when I’m not Looking

Slip into the shadows of psyche.
Willow drapes hide realities
too powerful to sing aloud.

Leave me in the dark,
where all I can do is feel
magic and mystery.

Save my eyes the affirmation
that sets me aflame.
Mystic fingertips of the breeze
that delves deep into me~

Can you feel the fertility of this indulgence?
Keep me from knowing, never showing
your ecstasy in me.

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