O on: Enigmas Key

I've promised to quit the game
But she draws me back..
Just like a moth to a flame..
Like a junkie needs his crack.
This pretty lass is on her way to becoming my fix....
The seven to my six.
Tall and fair skinned in the black ensemble
With no idea how much her smile causes my insides to tremble.

It's her birthday and she's the belle of the ball
It's her day and the hawks are at her beck and call...
Ideally that's where I would be..
But fawning over her isn't me
So tomorrow and not tonight I'll make her see.
That our paths were meant to cross and she to become my enigma's key.
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