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Click hereA sway of breast
A toss of hair
and I am captured there
enchanted
entrapped
no way out of here
in the prison of lust
for the taste of your lips
for your smell so fair
you are a witch
my wicked muse
nose in the air
you tease me with a smile
you crush me with a glance
you don't know how I care
each time I see you I want to ask
"does HE treat you right?"
instead, I just stare
my breath caught in my throat
your beauty my curse
my silence my cross to bear
a wave, a word
a passing greeting
is all we ever share
so it is not you who are cruel
'tis I who am the fool
reponsible for my own despair