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Beguiled
Love beguiled me
with its passionate potion,
entrapped  with its lure
swore me to everlasting devotion.
Till I wept in its embrace
it never gave me ease
wringing the last love from me
till I begged for deliverance, release
Its hold was harsh yet tender
certain you know what I mean
Total submission gave I
Love saturation to the extreme
Given till empty
resolved to know no more
I've become this shell now
my heart an open door
My soul has seen all love
and hurt and hate and still
it seeks another fullness
against my mind set will.
That talons that held me-free
but have torn the feelings asunder
scattered through my destiny
rippling round my mind as thunder
No sound advice or knowledge
can change the way I am
I am pure feeling and emotion
known only to this man.
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