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So what is it about you
that has me so spellbound?
Is it your goofy laugh and terrible sense of humor?
Or is it the way your hand travels from mine
all the way to the top of my shoulder,
then down to my waist,
only to repeat it’s cycle again?
Is it the way your lips go from a soft hover
to a hungry assault?
I cannot deny that I love the way my stomach stirs
when you touch the back of my neck
or how I run out of air whenever you kiss me.

It’s every little thing about you that has me bewitched.