Love Weaves a Mysterious Magic Spell
From a realm of self-absorption, quite exclusive
The reason for this feeling inside me was illusive.
Unconsciously putting his welfare before my own.
I am realising this fondness for him has grown.
Is love the course I felt like my heart would burst?
It seemed to be suddenly his feelings came first.
Previously the only one to care about was me.
This feeling of love inside me, makes me happy.
This "love weaves a mysterious magic spell".
When it began, I am sure I don’t know. I can’t tell.
Did it begin when first he took my hand to hold?
Or when he wrapped his coat round me, I was cold.
I am not sure just when this spell overcame me.
When my directions got us lost, he didn’t blame me.
Could it have been the first time we tenderly kissed.
Hope this feeling never leaves, it would be missed.
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