He moved like moonlight caught in glass, A whisper where no shadows pass. Eyes like verses, lips like.. hmm sweet wine, His silence echoed through my spine.
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Amazingly beautiful poem! Quoting from your poem 'For some enchantments need no sound — Just presence… to leave you spellbound.'