With lips as red as wine and hair as dark as a Ravens wing, you entice me. With eyes as green as mystic Emeralds from a far away mountain, you capture me in your gaze. With a touch as soft as the wind and a spirit as bold and cool as a waterfall, you immerse me in your magic. I am lost in your charms, any of which I will gladly fall under. Your spell is intoxicating and you erase all memories of past lovers. I know only the magic of you and the sorcery by which you have enthralled me as your willing slave.