Infamous Trance Poem by Adrian Cordova

Captive is saying it in a lighter term.
To stare into those eyes is like that who can stare at the sun the longest contest.
Only, it doesn't hurt nearly as much.
And you'll probly be able to just look at them forever anyways.

Enslaved, may be a better word.
There's nothing dull in them, it's like they shift everyday.
And yet you grow used to them as well.
Your always going to find something new in those eyes.

Maybe it's better to not use a single word, but a pharse.
Maybe it's like being carried by angels.
Or floating on an air current, being completely weightless.
But you know what my take one this is?  
Your simply in love.

Because even though it was just another day for another dance which gave another chance to get caught in that infamous trance.
You took the chance, and you danced.
So now your caught, and hopefully will stay caught, in that…
Infamous Trance, like electricity flowing from her eyes.