Under Her Spell
Golden haired goddess
dancing always just beyond my reach.
A fire burns within me.
If I could only take her in my arms
and feel the passion course through my veins.
I watch her always
and feel the need surge inside my soul.
Never have I felt this wild beating in my heart
as when our lips touch.
Her beauty sets her apart.
Is she real?
Or is she my fantasy come to life
to stir my soul.
Sweet agony
let me feel it again.
My breath catches as I watch her sway
to the elemental music of the earth.
Can I risk my heart
and reach for her fiery kiss.
I long to caress her body
and make her feel even a glimpse
of this passion she makes me feel.
I fear pushing her away
with this burning desire I feel for her.
For I don't want to loose the privilege
of watching my angel dance.
I can imagine she dances for me
and maybe
just maybe
she feels the same.
So for now I will just watch
and remember
and dream.