Spellbound Poem by Thomas William Bland Bennett

In the depths of my soul,
Grows the want to finally be whole,
To find the one that can conclude,
The beginning of the end of my prelude,

Every beat of my heart,
Brings forth more questions,
And dreams of the start,
Is it real or just a wish,
A fantasy that truly does persist,

But with you I'm sure,
That you also feel something more,
With a single glance I can tell,
That we are both under this blissful spell....