An Aura She Is
My eyes this evening are delighted by what they see
An aura, a Spanish maiden, dances in front of me
Flowing locks of darkened curls sway left to right
Towards me she moves in wonder on this Scottish winter night
Her eyes in penetration my soul now captured so
My hand she takes in hers to the floor we wanting go
Shoulder to shoulder we dance, aroma of she so close
Her perfumed nape delights as our evening gracefully flows
Whispers are softly shared amidst touches of soft caress
Closer and closer we hold, in dance our bodies impress
On this Scottish winter night, an aura dances with me
Two souls finally together, perhaps it was meant to be
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