It was your eyes
The way you look at me
Like that! You're doing it again
The proverbial window into the soul
I know what you are thinking
He said without blinking
You want me
Confidence spews from his lips
While the verbal connectors in her brain misfires and trips
And the only response she can muster
Was a head-nod...so lackluster
Under his spell she's thinking...
...You Seduced Me!
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I would like to translate this poem