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 Jul 2015
Monica Mourad
Standing there unaware and unprepared
My world wasn’t ready for you
But you never said you would play fair
You stole my heart with just one smile

Like a spell I couldn’t shake
You became my favorite nightmare
And I knew you were unlike any other
Still words were impossible to fare  

As I willingly became your victim
Trapped in those hazel eyes
Your face now a movie of wonder
With no beginning middle or end
Just endless beauty to ponder
I was left defenseless… defeated

Sick of sticking in the shadows
Watching time come as days flew by
Feelings turned to ardor no longer bearable
I knew you had to be mine

My prayer answered on that cold night
As you sat alone wrapped in a blanket
A gift given only by density
Stars sparkled night became day
And you finally became mine.

— The End —