A vision exotic
Overwhelmingly hypnotic
The image of you stains my brain

On the verge of neurotic
My thoughts are psychotic
Illusions – we made love again

Obsessed with the notion
Of yearning emotion
That maybe one day we’ll fulfill

In a state of illusion
It screams of confusion
But maybe that’s part of the thrill

With charm so magnetic
A smile as poetic
As yours should be deemed as a sin

So I bring this conclusion
And lead to the allusion
That you and I should be more than just friends

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