I become bespelled.
This is seduction!
Vampires are said to have / the power to glamour mortals
To weave illusions that seduce /but only because we consent to lose ourselves.
Because we want to lose ourselves / in their glamor.
A book / a movie / the television’s glow,
The selling smile of celebrities / the gifted kiss of pianists and geniuses,
Those distilleries of romance / that careen us into Camelot.
I want to remember / that my mortal life
is no less transcendent for ending.
But how hard it is now to cling to that remembrance. — Kate