Perfect Verse
I am entranced
lulled into longing
by the mere idea of you
when you appear
at the end
of all my quirky
yet sappy films
Lost young men
locate themselves in you
and troubled girls
find rest from their weary ways
so deep
so engulfing
you save
satisfy
ratify
And in my cloud of thoughts
I wander
staring at my dashboard
as buildings and cars
whiz past
What are you?
Did Ben Gibbard
peg you right?
Is all your bewitching beauty
just a lie ?
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