El Ciego
He has enslaved me.
with a glance and a smile,
he has captured my heart.
His soothing voice,
melts the chaos within.
Fleeting moments.
Escapades.
Everything seems to fall into place.
He has filled that space,
Void for so long.
He has taught this restless soul,
that life is worth living.
***El Ciego is Spanish for the Blind man
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