Jonathan Mayman - Poetry
e-numeration
Poem 7
Enchantment
The spotlit singer
opens her eyes.
Opens her arms.
Opens her mouth and
begins her siren song.
To my surprise,
as I sit in darkness
amongst the audience
tears spurt, streaming
down my cheeks.
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