Spiritless love

Your charming presence
swept the air, when you
entered the room.
The seductive scent
of your enticing perfume.
Your aura radiant
with provocation.

Your spirit strew an
infectious spell,
once before I was
summoned,
by your beguiled bell!
The perpetual memory
that I hold,
of love - erroneous and cold.

The strings of my heart
you plucked,
a deceitful tune.
A frail, delicate piece
now lost down a flume.

The desire for your arousing
temptation,
ridicules me so.
The erotic bite,
a (somewhat) menacing
taboo!

But! You hold a syringe
full of an insipid
injection.
And no!
needle I will again aid
I am strong now,
and honour
my rejection!

Your spell once before,
to which I fell slave,
never again will I allow
my spirit be crushed,
nor my soul
to concave!