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Enchantment

Mesmerized by thoughts of you
Can't help but dream of what you do
You face, your name, your words
Come to me at all hours of night and day
They will not stay away.

A burning desire to know you
What you think, and who you are
I can't bear it when you're far
And yet, you're never too far away

You haunt me when I close my eyes
You can't imagine the surprise
When I feel it all the same
As I'm wide awake

Face flushed a perfect shade of pink
I can't help but wonder what you think
Your body tells me what I do
Unravelled self-defenses.

An alluring intensity
A megawatt smile
Beguiled, arrested
By your silent promise.

You always have enough to give
That generous heart
Captivates and enchants
So much so that when you're gone
There's just a void
Where warmth and comfort usually live.

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