Enchant Me

Enchant Me

Come on


Take my hand

Kiss me

Till thee

Soul demands

Disgrace us

Chid us

It's ours to make

Enchant my love

With wings above

Not frail nor fake

Have none

Only one

I am yours

A moment

If only

To be mine for sure

Enchant me

Enchant me

Forever please

Enchant thee adored

All feelings aboard

With hearts and souls and minds, at ease.

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