Miracle

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Are you my miracle?
How could you have awoken
A sleeping lioness without a word

Are you my miracle?
How did your eyes create
A yearning with a glance

Are you my miracle
How did your voice stir
An eagerness to hear

Are you my miracle?
How did your scent erase
All others from memory

Are you my miracle?
How did your arms create
An appetite to be held
Against your heated body

Are you my miracle?
How did the drumming of your heart stir
My soul to calm the lion yearning to be free

Are you my miracle?
How did the feel of your smooth flesh ignite
A flame to burn away any trace of doubt

Are you my miracle?
How did the feel of your lips incinerate
The craving for another's
Kiss, touch, embrace and enchantment.
Are you my miracle?

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