What Have You Done To Me
You flavour my mind with beauty unmeasured
You made me feel love like it was new
You offer you neck so I may kiss the soft unscented flesh
You permit me to delve onto you eyes and drown
Yet I find I live still
I smell your aroma sweeter than sugar
I’m bewitched, enchanted, spellbound
I cannot move away from you
I have to touch you, kiss you, taste you
You have no mercy
You torment me
Tare me apart
And put me together in a way
That I am no longer, as I used to be.
I am your trophy
As is perfection, beauty, are slaves to your form
How could you be so cruel?
Nevertheless, I am happy
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