Carpet
He was a magic man,
and she was too young
to understand.
His purple eyes
drove her wild.
His angry hands
were sweet.
And as his shoulder
dug into her back,
it spoke
the words
she longed to hear.
She dripped honey
all the way home.
His purple eyes
haunting her heart.
She memorized every single thread
of his magic carpet.
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