Love Poem: Bewitched Vision
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Written by: Victor Buhagiar

Bewitched Vision

My nights have lately become sultry
as suffocating heat chases sleep away,

I lay wide awake unloved and sweating
beneath the murmurous ceiling fan
hoping for some refreshing relief.

Each eventide I hear her bittersweet song 
drifting from the verdant vale
like seductive perfume on the breeze.

I cannot resist for long.  I must visit every night.
People say there's magic in her.
Rancorous rumors have it that
she seduces with a whimsical smile,
subdues with an enchanting laugh,
soothes with a surrealistic sigh.

Maybe they're right.  I know they’re right.
For I am under her arcane spell.
Late at night I leave my rumpled bed 
and like a somnambulist I tread
through mysterious corridors of my house.

The dazzling moon shines the pathways
that lead down the surreal vale
into the  sonorous cavern where she
concocts her alluring recondite runes.

There I hope to get a glimpse of her
Embrace her gorgeous beauty for untold time
Till inexplicably I find myself alone back on my bed.
Can you blame me if I’m under her spell?

8 January 2021