Frisk Carris Poet Free verse

-hypnotic-

-Daily Poetry #4, February 1, 2017-
Word: Hypnotic

When 
the time 
comes for us,
love me dearly. 
With hypnotic moves,
I feel like I'm alive. 
Electricity runs through,
and I am left begging for more.
Please make me forget everything,
Until it's time for the bittersweet end.
Left in a trance once again, go figure,
until I say that I’ve had enough. 
That sweet feeling fades once again,
and I'm left cold like before.
As the moon and stars leave, 
those hypnotic moves
no longer work. 
It's time for 
us to
go

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