By: Bruce Hackmann
It took one moment; just a glance
Such mystery and enchantment
Your hair, eyes; off in a trance
Feelings, O' lost, in bewitchment
Lips, your cheek; I took one more glance
I’m charmed; your entrancement
The allure kept calling me back
Soon my heart skipped: when I saw you
My heart n mind fashioned a pack
Pleasure was mine; my fancy grew
For you, passion I did not lack
My soul dreamed, if you only knew
Rapture boiled like never before
Simple visits, we shared our strife
Oh, you are, the one, I adore
When such tragedy struck my life
I became the one you abhor
My heart: you held the carving knife
It all happened
At an Italian Restaurant
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