A Spell

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This poem was written when I was magically spelled by the beauty of a person that fate meant to bring us together in an occasion but I never got to know her.

She has cast a spell on me,
with just one look, she set me free.
Her spell made me feel
something that was real.
She changed my world with just one look,
if I could only know what it took.
My heart beats faster,
whenever I passed her.
If she was a star,
I would travel space just to get her.
If she was a goddess,
I would worship her day and night.
She is a pearl, that I will place in my heart.
If what I'm feeling is love,
I wouldn't trade it for the world.
She is the sunshine after the night.
She is the rain after the drought.
She is the light after the dark.
She is the rose in the park.
She is my true love.
She is the finest dove.
She is everything I need,
that's all I plead.
Her looks are so nice,
specially those pearly eyes.
Words come out of her lips,
in a way that makes my heart flips.
Her smile is like nothing I have seen,
it takes me to places I have never been.
I think of her before I sleep,
because my love for her is very deep.
I think of her when I get up,
because she is even more beautiful without make-up.
I think of her when I walk,
I think of her when I talk.
I think of her when I eat,
because she makes my heart beat.
I think of her smile,
because she makes me feel nice for a while.
I think of her twenty four seven,
because it makes me feel like I'm in heaven.
I think of her when I pray,
hoping that she will be mine one day.

 

Mohamed Elkanzi

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