You’re a witch
I see that clear as day
How else could you bewitch
My heart this way
You poured your potion
Set a plan in motion
You cast your spell
how fast I fell
Ever since that blasted ball
I have no control at all
Desire pulls me into fantasies
Back and forth we sway
a tango of my dismay
How foolish is this yearning
I am a prince
I could have anyone I wanted
I wouldn’t have to pay one pence
Yet
I see you everywhere I turn
I see you in the mirror
And to my terror
I see you in the bed
I can’t get you out of my head
But
You are not there
I know for I have looked
The name you used was fake
The mask you wore all too real
If I could find you
I know what I would say
Take me as yours
A cry
A plea
Powerful prince
Turned pitiful servant
So then should I not look?
And remain unsatisfied?
That will not do
No, I will find you
I will plug my ears with cork
I will cover my eyes with cloth
I will overcome your curse
And then it will not be I
Who burns with desire
But you
Who burns at the stake
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