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The man saw her enter,
the boy in him felt a spark.
The two merged in chase
the maid the mark.

She'd spoken but a few words,
his bedazzlement was keen,
wound in this mysterious enchantment
the man/boy caught between.

The time had come he knew
to reach out and take a hold.
He had to have this vision,
had to be captivating and bold.

She cast her spell of wonderment
his heart felt stars abound.
Her sorcery had swept over him
but then she turned around.

She departed thru his window
to disappear from his sight.
He grew frantic in his desperation
to keep her there that night.

He spoke such sweet surrender
to her Spirit in that span,
She returned to smile upon him
to kiss him and hold his hand.

His truth and abandon kindled her,
ignited her heart with Love
She knew that what she felt just then
was more than enough.

She grew to cherish this reverie,
the man became her King.
She worshipped every moment with him
his love for her took wing.

Neither of them ever suspected
that window would be their start
of such a perfect opening for Love
to forever bind their hearts.

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