Practicing your alchemy, wooing me with words,
changing leaden lumpy verse into streams of gold,
you enthrall me, hypnotise me, weave me in your spell
within the hidden meanings my fate you will foretell.
Your honeyed tongue caresses, brings me to my knees
bewitches and beguiles do with me as you please
I walk in dreams, my head is filled with words meant just for me
pour molten gold into my soul for all eternity.
I'm worn out after all that emotion!
ReplyDeleteDid you sneak off to see 50 Shades yesterday!
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