Poetry

This Allure

“Everything about you holds me captive.
And I don’t ever want to escape.”

And this feeling I have is building inside. It holds me tight and mesmerizes me by its allure. It’s the wanting of you. How my lips itch to connect with yours. How my ears try to catch every sound you make. How my fingertips crave the sensation of you. From your skin to the softness of your hair, I am held captive. But it’s not something I ever want to escape.

© Sarah Doughty

It’s strange,
being enchanted by you
is more comforting
than I ever thought possible.

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