it might be the wine...

Twist me and spin me round,
Dance with me and watch me turn.
Shake me, move me with your creativity.
I sway and believe in the things you say.
I talk and words flow from me naturally.
you take them away with your clever banter.
you steal my breath and manipulate my smile.
coy you may be, yet cunning is your ambition.
Rugged you say, I will agree.
Yet I have known no rugged man to be clever.
An anomaly you are.
A fundamental predicament.
Gingerly I take one step forward.
compelling I take a leap of faith.
Trust isn't given by me lightly,
Hear me, see me and smile.
For I am someone you will be happy to know.

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