mardi 8 octobre 2013

Under the spell,

And then again, I felt in love with those eyes
One look, and the spell was cast,
I couldn’t move,
I couldn’t think,
Just breathe, Hardly
And then again, I can’t classify
The color of your eyes,
Under your spell, I am ignorant,
Even illiterate,
Colors mix and twist,
But the color of your eyes,
The pitch of that oh
I would never forget.
I confess, I sinned,
I am a pervert.
I confess, I sinned,
I wanted those eyes on me, on every part
I wanted those eyes asleep, filled with desire, anger,
Drown in thought, reddened, dreamy
I confess, I sinned,
Under your spell,

I am enslaved.

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