Darling,
I see right through you.
You don’t want to be free.
You want to be hypnotically enchanted.
Bewitchingly bound to me.
No need to explain.
Because I thoroughly understand.
You pledged your allegiance
When you kneeled
And kissed my hand.
Irrevocably yours,
Analise
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