Salummy's Poems

Magician

I am mesmerized, oh fantasized,

This beauty is something else.

I am a madman, oh street man,

I cannot see beyond myself.

I was asked, oh lover,

Why is your hair unkempt?

I said, “Let her, oh bring her,

For she is the cure to this ail.

Those eyes, oh amazing,

Those lips, oh am depressed.

Why do they give me a shock?

I am gone, torn and dead.

I want her to know,

She is that magician…they foretold.

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