Under Your Spell

by mookoo   Apr 16, 2006


The warm depths of your eyes hold me raptured,
Enchanting me in your wrapping embrace,
You lips soft rose buds, melodic enchanting lure,
A kiss brushing my lips, my heart quickens pace,

Im twirling my fingers through your soft curls,
Caught under your spell, intoxicated,
My vision clears, lies begin to unfurl,
Your face warps, a dreadful image of hate,

Unraveling, your eyes turn crisp stone cold,
Your lips become cracked, flowing with poison,
Loath awakens, deceitful lies untold,
I hasten from your cold grasp, shadowed son,

Where your petty lies held me chained, Im free,
Shadowed scars all that remain from our epitome...

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