A promise to myself
that I just cannot keep
to walk away or turn the other cheek
or stop day-dreaming. Then it starts again
Always
It’s that subtle lilt within your voice
your tongue-twist of carefully crafted words
that scintillating, sliding glance
and there I go again, unravelling
Always
Then you’re feeling me
like I’m feeling your magnetic pull
like magic, you suddenly appear
Your pockets filled with tricks
Always
My head and heart cannot agree
about where I ought to be
but before I change my mind
I’m in your arms entwined
Always
It’s that old devil called love again
Always
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