alright, this poem was in fact inspired by Phantom of the Opera..if it's not terribly obvious. not one of my better ones...
BUT ANYWAY HERE IT IS
I have a mind to avoid him
I have an eye to glance.
The mystery of his existance
Left my will without a chance.
Dressed in black and masked.
I wonder what lies behind.
His heart and eyes, and lips,
and mouth, i have a heart to find.
His voice ignites desires.
His touch sends eager chills.
I feel him in my mind and heart.
He holds the hand that kills.
turned toward the light that blinds me,
It's from his eyes, i see.
And when i'm wounded at the heart,
He's the one that bleeds.
And when his eyes burn into mine,
A breath i cannot take.
A struggle i give up willingly,
From these arms i dare not escape.