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A love poem written for a writer's group. |
Submissive Obsession. A smile and a song, The weapons you use, In combat so simple, I can’t help but lose. My life felt so empty, And then in you danced, One look in your eyes, And I was entranced. In this battle of wills, My heart can’t oppose you, My mind is obsessed, With all that you do. Resistance is pointless, To fight would be futile, You bewitched my soul, With a song and a smile. |