You spill magic all around,
By your allure I’m spell bound.
Your words work like elixir on me,
Filling me with inexpressible glee.
You make me your marionette in an instant,
From a 22 year old girl, I follow you like an infant.
Your touch leaves me frozen to the ground,
I want to know , if I’ll ever be more than just your rebound ?

She needs no help,
She’s enough for herself.
She stands tall,
She’s her all.

She’s going to come out strong,
She will prove your chauvinism wrong.
She will plant flowers in barren land,
You’ll regret making her feel like she’s secondhand.


She will wear a halo so bright; you’ll need an extra pair of eyes.
She will claim her winning prize, while you beg and apologize.
And now to summarize,
She’s strong, independent and wise; you should probably try to compromise.
Or find a suitable disguise and this is my last piece of advice

We spoke of wishes
And past regrets,
Of friendships gained
And our favourite cigarettes.
We spoke of dreams
We’d soon forget,
Of lovers lost in
Our midnight bed.
We spoke of hearts
And the letters we dread,
Of how we still yearn
The things they said.
We spoke of wonders
And the magic above,
But most of all
We spoke of love.

You had my heart at the first Hi,
You’re so skeptical, I don’t know why.
You got me roses when I’m a sunflower,
Making me blush, draining me of my inner power.
You create an aura around yourself,
I try so hard to delve into your shelf.
You get me hot and craving in an instant,
To call you tempting would be an understatement.

You are the quiet after a storm,
You are the devil dressed as a lord.
You are Deceitful in every form ,
Your glamour can’t be ignored.

You sweet talk me into your charm,
Helpless I am your little pawn.
Intentionally I brought upon me this harm,
I often wish I could be your swan.

You trick me into the web of lies you spin,
Moonstruck and infatuated, I Fawn over like a clown.
In cold blood I endlessly commit this sin,
Pursuing your heart that could be the diamond of my crown.

All this while knowing you are a figment of my imagination,
In a dream I once dreamt a cosmic creation.

I was drawn to him,
      Like Icarus to the Sun.

In and around his every whim,
        My feet nimble as I run.
    
His eyes, a shade of sad blue,
         Ever so charming and fickle.

My heart without a slightest clue,
          Grew fonder little by little.

But every wave that struck the shore,
    Took you far, far away.

What I would give to keep you in store,
   I would give it all away.