you cast a spell on me and to my delight, i felt the same tingling sensation in my spine. let me tell you this, lovely enchantress — you need not cast a spell on me for right from the start, you already enchanted me.
your love will not wither for your soul emanates warmth and a little bit of drizzle. memoirs never cease to tickle every bit of me — for you are the goddess i adore and worship; and i would never dare disobey.
as you purse your cherry lips, i steal a glance and witness the beauty that you are. i’m half-awake and you’re half-asleep; we could meet halfway— as long as we know where we are headed.
i can no longer steal glances and waste chances — for your beguiling smile enchants every piece of me and your sweetest eyes look like a felony i am willing to commit.