Enraptured

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You cannot see me...
My warm breath frosts the cold window of your heart...
The hairs in back of your neck stand up...
As my fingers slowly splay upon your broad shoulders..
You try to turn but you cannot...
For I have enraptured you with my seduction...
When you are ready for me, I will let you know....
You will feel me completely

You are frost and I am fire...
Wanting people to think you are cold..
Yet I see through you...as the flame you are...
That's why you hate me, but desire me as well..
People see your frost but I see the fire too

You tell me that I am not real...
Yet you rage at me, when you feel me in your heart..
I am under your skin and in your thoughts..
You hurl words at me that echo empty of falsehoods..
You call me regal, high & mighty, and arrogant...
Yet you desire and hate me....
Whatever you think of me, I make you feel..
And melt that cold heart of yours...
You cannot dismiss me, as much as you try..
Nor can you bait and make me cry..

You're as prickly as a bear with a sliver in its paw...
But you desire me... you want to punish me, yet brand me...
Claim to hate me if it will make you feel safe..
But You know I make you feel deeply inside yourself...
My essence...my presence..will not be denied..

When you're in slumber, when you're awake...
Even though I'm not with you physically...
I am with you...making you burn inside with life..
I feel your strong spirit, trying to hard to fight me..to deny me..
But I feel your struggle...and your stoic male arrogance..
I am attracted to it like a loadstone...beckoning me to you...
As the cold windowof your heart that was frosted by my warmth
So is your soul touched by mine..completely...and tenderly..
I have you captured....
And utterly Enraptured...


Note: To be totally enraptured...one must not always be with that person physically...
but to feel their souls....see inside them, no matter how hard they try to keep you out...
I see inside people...feel them...their emotions.....it is a bitter/sweet gift...sometimes..when
feeling this.... you feel what they do...and sometimes it's too much to withstand...

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