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I watch you, you know,
but you don't. I watch
the long honeyColored
locks of hair that spills
down you back
like the moonlight.

Those eyes like Egypt.

I watch the way
you walk, like liquid
in a bottle, sweet
intoxicating movements,
your bosom a world of
warmth waiting to be
explored.

That smile like the devil.

Today I watched
you watch me,
because you knew,
but I pretended not to
know, and so the game
goes, and goes, and goes.

Those lips like full, darkened cherries.

I watched you at
the fruit market today.
A pound of strawberries
and bunch of beautiful
green bananas. Then
your eyes Finally met mine
in the waning sun, and soon
we would both be damned
to penance at Father
Ortega's church.

Your skin like the richest coffee.

I watched you undress
today, your arms around
me and your Words
erotic heat in my ear.
Laughter, laughter, laughter.
Wicked laughter. Your heart
as black as an ocean at night.
I think that's what I love
about you,

The darkness I mean.