She stood by the window with her back to me.
With the light of the moon shining on her,
She slowly undressed.
The moonlight exposed her beautiful complexion
And accentuated her figure
How can I not fall in love with her...

Tired of waiting at windows
Walking floors like widows
Peeking through the blinds
Waiting ‘til the sun shines.
Missing the sound of your voice
But it’s not that I have a choice.

I am bewitched, that’s all
I fell to your siren call
I gave up my soul to you
There’s nothing I can do
I’m mesmerized
By your **** eyes.
I’m bewitched, that’s all
I didn’t know I’d fall.

Some people think I’m crazy
Others tell me I’m too lazy
To go out and try again.
Try dating some other men
But they don’t know what I see;
A guy who is perfect for me
Except for not coming home
And letting me cry all alone.

I am bewitched, that’s all
I fell to your siren call
I gave up my soul to you
There’s nothing I can do
I’m mesmerized
By your **** eyes.
I’m bewitched, that’s all
I didn’t know I’d fall.

I know I’m a fool in other eyes
They tell me he’s a shallow guy
They tell me this ain’t what love is
To be so gone on one man’s kiss
But they weren’t there, cannot know.
Sometimes that’s just how it goes.
They say I’m doing something wrong
That I let you fool me all along.

I am bewitched, that’s all
I fell to your siren call
I gave up my soul to you
There’s nothing I can do
I’m mesmerized
By your **** eyes.
I’m bewitched, that’s all
I didn’t know I’d fall.

I love honey
on my tongue with butter
until it grows in my stomach
multiplying into gallons of
honey (sickly sweet)
suffocating me with a sweetness
I can breathe through
slowly steadily
all your pretty skin
and eyes that haven't lit up
nearly enough lately

so many pretty boys
(dark eyes thick eyebrows carved arms full lips Adams apple)
and I am mesmerized
only
by your furrowed brow
even as the chocolate eyed boy
touches my arm

I want to see you,
But they say love is blind
So I'll have to rely on my other senses.
Heightened because of your absence.

I want to read you
But my only option is braille
So I'll, use my finger tips to trace every detail,
Of your embossed paper mind where your essence is printed.

I want to hold you,
Clutch, onto your heart like a white cane ,
Show you that nothing will ever be the same,
Once you're leading me.

I want to you to know that I need you,
Why can you see that without you,
I'll be lost and blind,
Still searching for a love I'll never find.

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