“Enchant me with your charms
As I lay here in your arms –
think we’re in an eerie forest
where I’ve saved you from harm.”
Whispering words into his ear
encircling his neck so dear
the magic snakes he feared
were only in his mind.
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Quadrille #221: Some Enchanted Poem
The Bag Lady 
The snakes sound scary, in mind only or not.
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I do not Ike creepy crawlers if any kind
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Nicely done
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Thank you Sadje
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You’re very welcome
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Romantic, sensual, with psychology behind it. V nice.
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Thanks!
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Great poem, Cheryl!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you. Your poem is beautiful
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Thank you so much! I appreciate you visiting my page. 🙂
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Sounds like part of a fairy tale. Enchanting, indeed.
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Sorry …. I couldn’t help myself. But it’s still 44 words!
Forest deep, a private chance
Enchanted moment, secret dance
Whispered nothings in her ear
Words of love for her to hear
In the mist they take their place
Lovingly lie face to face
Enchanting, panting brief romance
The snake she feared escapes his pants
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Always the kicker in your poems 🙂
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Your fault. You start talking about snakes and things that rhyme with dance …. where do you expect my mind to go?
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I always love your work and kind of happily that I’m to blame☺️
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Thank you for reading
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