Enchanted Poem by Charnen Postrano

As I gaze at the moon, I can only think about your eyes.
I still remember the time when I was fantasize by your gaze.
And when I first saw you I heard Taylor Swift singing enchanted.
'I was enchanted to meet you, ' she sang—I couldn't agree more.

What if—for once—you can hear me singing my favorite song?
I could hear my heart playing a joyful tune.
I could feel my brain dancing when I first saw you.
I felt real happiness like all of my organs won a match, especially when you walked past by me and I smelled the scent of roses.

It was enchanting to meet you, yes that's true.
I can't help but smile everytime I see you.
The world will often stop everytime you look at me.
And even in the midst of the crowd, I can't see nobody but you.

Boy, if only you knew how enchanted I am.
It's like watching in awe of a firework display.
I am so enchanted that I could write thousands of prose and spread violets in a room.

Violets because It's my favorite, violets because you are my favorite.
Suddenly, all the colors are meant for you, not just violet.
'Enchanted' if that word is a person that would be you and me.