Mystic Poem by affy polka

Mystic



I met him unexpectedly
the way he moved
the way he smiled
glanced
I was captivated
thought to myself
if i could stand a chance
to just be in his presence
he intrigued me
i wanted more
it was like time has stood still
i couldn't have let him get away
without him knowing how i feel
so i made him kneel
he was far from turning away.

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