She hovered by him, hypnotized,
Under a spell,
Enchanted,
Seeking the attention of his mysterious gaze.
Letting her eyes linger on him.
She kept telling herself
That he was too much,
That she wasn’t enough,
That he was unreachable.
He was a fantasy,
A dream come true;
And she was
Just her
Innocent,
Serene self.
She was Enchanted,
Entirely mesmerized by him.
Every step he made,
Every breath he took,
Made her thin hands
Tremble
With adoration,
With desire.
To her,
Everything about him was extremely,
Exceedingly,
Extraordinarily
Enchanting.
And she couldn’t help
But say yes
When he -unexpectedly
Asked for a
Kiss;
Since she was blind
With love.
The smooth texture
Of his skin,
The burning
Touch of his fingers,
The thickness
Of his lips
(That were like the inside of a rose)
Fascinated her completely,
Left her breathless.
She wanted to fly
With him
But the only thing
He did was
Cut her wings
The only thing
He did was
Hurt her, harm her,
Break her.
She looked around
And wondered
Where her essence had
Gone
When he tried to go
Way too far,
And she doubted her conscience
When she should’ve been
Firm,
Burly,
Brave.
He had shattered
The spell
With his actions
And words.
But she was strong;
Enough, to stand up
Once more.
Flying with renewed vigor,
Strength and stamina.
Enchanted
To have really met
him
But not by him;
Anymore.
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