Soft Magic

The woman inside

me is tired. The nights awake

inside her kohl lined eyes and

revel under the stars of her pupils.

She is no less than

the moon seducing soft magic.

She stinks of love and

delicate care.

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7 thoughts on “Soft Magic”

      1. You’re welcome, I know some bloggers prefer to focus on specific content. But I don’t mind linking your blog so others can discover and read your lovely writing. 🙂

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