Enchanted

by Rachel D Fogle   Feb 15, 2004


He waits by the window, just hoping for the chance.
To see her walk by for one more glance.

Hes spellbounded by her poise & captured my her smile,
Nothing could erase whats crept into his heart.

Enchanted he must be,
He laughs to himself,
Its been years since hes felt this,
He must be nuts.

She stops to cross the street, and he can see her face.
His breath stops, for it looks as if shes coming his way.
He races to the counter, not knowing what to say.
The next minute shes there, sitting in his chair.

She looks at him and smiles and says Its been long enough.
Were no school-aged children, were grown up and in love."

Enchanted he knows he is now.
No cause for concern,
His love has stated her case.
And hes helpless to her words.

He walks to her side and takes her hand,
Looking down into that smile that\'s hes known for so many years.
We may be old my dear, but I guess your right.

You've Enchanted me, and I'm helpless not to fight.

They leave his shop and lock the door,
Not caring who may see.
He tips his hat to the man next store and says,
Enchanted is me.

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