An Enchantment
Your eyes, they close,
and I am blind.
Your hand, to fire,
and I am burned.
You rise in anger,
and I am smitten.
Your thoughts, they stall,
and I am drifting.
My day won’t start
without your smiling.
Til next I see you
the hours are whiling.
My soul is saved
at your suggestion.
My malady, this honor
I do not question.