Sister—let me ask you
can you make the man
think he is in love with you?
Can you trick him into dreaming
your name on his lips?
Can you entice him; lure him
into reaching out to you
in his sleep to say
“I love you.”
Even when you’re not there?
Even when he is with someone else;
Years later?
Miles away?
A glance
A turn
and he has a twinge that
you are still with him somehow.
To carry into new bedrooms.
Behind someone else’s eyes.
Or does he still see me?
But that is witchcraft,
you say?
Sister, I do not need spells.
I am charm
I am enchantment.
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