Enchanter

Bongo drums in the distance
All in rythmn
Feet tapping
Fingers strumming
Creating a tune
Eyes lowered
Lips moving
Voice escaping
The darkest depths of your throat
Boom boom tap tap
Lines distorted
Creating a map
Follow me listen to me
Love me the voice croons
Eyes raised,  lingers on all
Enchanting the room
Your prescence is not of this world
Nostalgically attractive in a mysterious
Gothic way
I would say
And yet then pay
The price for losing my way