You envelope me within your golden mystique
A desirable mystery to me, a bejeweled desire, unique
Fingers tangled in your honey tresses
Truth be told, when my heart confesses
I elevate you to enjoy your shade
Pleased with this "mystique" gift you've made
And to your eyes must I gaze for gold
That wicked treasure I long to see in your soul
A weak man am I when I near this treasure
Love it, I will, for now and forever.