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I won't deny her
Even if she denies me
Slowly and smoothly I slip below
Her raven hair my guide into the underworld
She breathes for me as my body stops
Our breaths become one
This is happiness for me
As I follow her out to sea
Resistance is unfamiliar
Drowning is forgotten
I can't deny her
I won't deny her
Even if she denies me
I felt fear and desire warring inside of me. Fear because his words were dangerously close to the vision I had seen of him dying. Drowning was one of the worst ways to see a person die, the struggling and fear in their eyes slicing through me. But desire was winning over the fear. Simon's eyes were locked solely on me, never wavering, and I couldn't deny him. I stood rooted to the floor, staring back. I was vaguely aware of people looking around, trying to see who he was staring so intently at and the excited rumblings of those close by as they realized it was me. I heard Jenny gasp and clutch my arm, but it was as if I was numb to everything except Simon's voice and penetrating gaze.
She enchanted me with her raven hair
Her eyes a promise and a curse
The promise was absolution
The curse was completion
That's the end of my forgotten tale
From the deep dark depths below
The light above has faded
Silence filling the air
But I can't deny her
I won't deny her
Even if she denies me
Simon finished the song on a whisper and the crowd erupted in cheers. This broke me out of my trance and I quickly looked away, breaking the connection between us that seemed tangible.
"Holy shit," Sarah murmured in amazement. I quickly looked at Sarah and she shook her head slowly. "I think I just witnessed Simon's declaration to you. I thought 'making love with his eyes' was just an expression but I've just seen it."
Jenny clutched my hand as the Henchmen started an upbeat song. "You better make me a bridesmaid."
"You guys!" I protested. Now that the magic of the song had receded, I cringed at how idiotic I must have looked, gazing at Simon in adoration. The fact that he had been staring back didn't minimize the embarrassment. It heightened it. "That's what singers do. They connect with the crowd. We barely know each other. Simon just chose someone to sing the song to and it happened to be me."
Sarah looked at me with a sympathetic smile. "Poor girl. Simon's made her go brain dead."
