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Bewitched Immortal Love
by Sylvia Leigh
On a crisp October night,
By love's sweet spell I knew
My life would never be the same
Beneath the autumn moon.
Bewitching words of love spake he
To lure me from the light...
Ever-enchanting promises
As solace from my fright.
The longer he whispered, the farther I dared
To follow the path he led,
All the while fighting a hideous case
Of perpetual fear and dread.
The man - so irresistible,
Well-versed and full of charm,
Swore the world and all it held
Lay waiting in his arms.
Of immortality he spake,
Of life fit for a queen...
Of wealth untold, magnificent tales
Of places I'd never been.
With all my might, I struggled to fight
The spell of the stranger's eyes,
Willing myself with all I had
To run from the stranger's lies.
But blinded by tears and stricken with fright,
I sadly could fight no more...
Surrender gave way on that sweet autumn night
To all he had promised before.
With quite a surprising tenderness,
He offered then his hand,
Transporting we two - to greater heights,
Just as he had planned.
We danced across the moon...(I swear),
We loved all through the night,
Demanding but one concession...
That I sacrifice the light.
You see,
The man who stole my heart
Required so much more.
Destiny deems I walk the night
As never I did before.
By day, I sleep with sweet regret
And wait for evening's fall,
To dance the dance, I shan't forget
Each time I hear his call...
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