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Old 08-04-2007, 03:15 PM

I am thinking it's a sign

That the freckles in our eyes are mirrored images

And when I catch your glance, they're perfectly aligned...

I don't know why...but I cannot shake my thoughts of you...

Reveal thy wand and scepter still, for I'm certain thou hast bewitched me...

I find myself wandering to the photographs of yours I know...and smiling contently at every angle I catch of you...as though I am becoming privy to a secret.

AH! My muse...my serendipity...my adonis...my inspiration! What you have done to me.

For what was once the master, has in turn become the slave...and if you were to instruct me or demand something of me, I fear that I would do little to oppose you...

For what you want, is what I also want...

I do not wish to alarm you with these words...they only express the purest and most genuine admiration I feel for thee...

My heart doth race and my body does thrive at the very thought of thee...and my hopes for you only continue to fuel the proverbial flames of my being.

Alas...I've been enchanted by a poet...and I didn't even know it...

 


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