Bewitched

 

A faint little smile on the corner of her lips
The flirty deliciousness of her stolen glances
The seductive allure of her pure voice

Sensuous and tantalizing

He coveted her. He never knew why
The unknown pleasure he felt
Was an addiction beyond comprehension

All she had to do was breathe and the spell was cast

His heart soared when she was near
Unable to escape her enticement
Forever enchanted and entranced

By an angel so ravishing

Love wasn’t the quest
Being seduced was a pleasure in itself
He just wanted to unravel the mystery

Of a woman so bewitching

- S.T. Arasu