Magical Perplexity
Magical Perplexity
by M. Griswold
06192020
Your a magical mystery which draws me near.
Can't place my finger on it, yet it is perfectly clear.
That twinkling in your eye, the warmth of your smile.
The grace of your form with such a beautiful style.
An attractive force which I just can't resist.
I am helpless in heart as the currents persist.
Driving me endlessly like a moth to a flame.
Your spirit does entrance me, direct in it's aim.
Why so captive am I that I am a ponder to understand.
Never have I been under such a magical command.
Demanding my affections to which I voluntarily give.
For it seems now without you I surely wouldn't live.
Beautiful sorcery to which I haven't any self control.
Of primal surge passionate does it lustfully grow.
Your magical mystery of soulful, wrenching harmony.
Is wonderfully quizzical, mystical in it's perplexity.
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