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Poised was he to abduct my heart,

too bad, but it's too sweet.

Eyes so haunting, too unforgettable;

Lips so plump, too kissable;

Smile so inviting, too sweet.

Heart-eater, I called him,

gnawing at my mind for eternity.

Encapsulating me with desire from within, yet too sweet.

Like the forbidden fruit he bewitched me,

to taste him, to let go, to fall.

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