I did not know before I met you
What it truly means to be in love
To have my world, that's full of logic
Be torn from me and fall apart
As if in dreams, you stand before me.
Tall with pride and quick with wit
Like the epiphany of passion,
Which makes my downfall so complete
I shudder, the moment you embrace me,
And want to fall down to your feet
And when your brown eyes look upon me,
They pierce my soul with magic heat
You hold me free, at will, in heaven,
And trap me easily in hell
You cast a spell upon my conscience
Your every wish, now my command
So why the hell do you still need me,
If your new game you've found at last?
To simply torture me with envy?
Or kill me slow rather than fast?
We play a game of sick obsession
The flesh and soul, combined in one
There is no potion of redemption
We've sinned too much and gone too far
Trapped In Love Poem: The Lure Of Dangerous Men
Confessions
Published by Family Friend Poems September 2014 with permission of the Author.
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