Bewitched Immortal Love
by Sylvia Leigh
On a crisp October night,
By love's sweet spell I knew
My life would never be the same
Beneath the autumn moon.
Bewitching words of love spake he
To lure me from the light...
As solace from my fright.
The longer he whispered, the farther I dared
To follow the path he led,
All the while fighting a hideous case
Of perpetual fear and dread.
The man - so irresistible,
Well-versed and full of charm,
Swore the world and all it held
Lay waiting in his arms.
Of immortality he spake,
Of life fit for a queen...
Of wealth untold, magnificent tales
Of places I'd never been.
With all my might, I struggled to fight
The spell of the stranger's eyes,
Willing myself with all I had
To run from the stranger's lies.
But blinded by tears and stricken with fright,
I sadly could fight no more...
Surrender gave way on that sweet autumn night
To all he had promised before.
With quite a surprising tenderness,
He offered then his hand,
Transporting we two - to greater heights,
Just as he had planned.
We danced across the moon...(I swear),
We loved all through the night,
Demanding but one concession...
That I sacrifice the light.
The man who stole my heart
Required so much more.
Destiny deems I walk the night
As never I did before.
By day, I sleep with sweet regret
And wait for evening's fall,
To dance the dance, I shan't forget
Each time I hear his call...