What is that addictive, alluring charm?
That keeps IT held in your hand, attached to your arm?
What is that spell IT has on you?
Preventing you to see that person in front so true?
Captivating nuance at its best
Leaving your humanity to rest
Be mindful of what you are losing when wanting both
You are making a choice and telling one you loath
Perhaps these words are strong
But your action seems so wrong
For here I am to celebrate you
And you give me merely a glance, so few