In his presence, I'm ensnared,
Like a moth to flame, I'm dared.
Drawn to his warmth and radiant light,
A force magnetic, pulling me tight.
Into his orbit, I find my place,
Every glance reveals a captivating grace.
In his essence, a mystery untold,
A tale of allure, in whispers bold.
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Only My Heart Knows
PoesíaWithin this anthology lies a tapestry of verses penned by Jcena Mortiff, each intricately woven around diverse manifestations of love. These words ache to break the shackles of confinement, the very letters thirst for emancipation, all plucked from...
