The Potion

She changed her name Moved to a place by the sea Where solitude had many friends But only city girls know how to fly He woke up one morning To find her gone He was grateful Time was on his side She felt safe for a time Months began to pass Time became the enemy The city was calling her home He was watching her So pure Just waiting for his touch His gentle touch She was watching him Keeping it in A shiver ran down her spine Her mind ahead He charmed like time was yesterday Mesmerizing as the potion worked its way Inviting her to a sensual sleep Chained to keep She looked deep into his eyes He was searching for the answer as he passed into oblivion She whispered Only city girls know how to fly.