Under a Spell…

To be under a spell,

Is pretty much hell,

For someone to put this spell on me,

With as little as the mention of a wedding bell,

When I first came under this spell,

I quickly and absolutely fell,

In love with my Rene’ Lyn,

She did not have to in anyway, sell,

As she has always been my mate of the soul, oh well,

She is also quite able, when I am upset, to quell,

To bring me happiness and peace, as well,

Never in our relationship have we found the need to yell,

Unless it was needed, of our unending love, to the world tell,

So like I said before,

This spell is quite like hell,

Even though this spell,

Was imposed by the self…

                                                (ed)