I am weaving a spell of love around him

A touch on his hair, light, scarcely felt
But remembered later in the darkness
As he drifts into sleep

A captivating perfume of jasmine and rose
That hangs in the air behind me
After I am gone

A soft word, dropped in his ear
Soothing when his mind is fraught
When he needs calm

These are the gentle ingredients for my spell
Mixed and applied to enchant him
This my spell of love