Weakness For Witches

 

When did it happen

Why did I go

To this place of the shadows

With my heart and my soul

 

Caldrons of bubbles

On spellbinding fires

Amorphous grey pillars

A brew of desire

 

A heart of pure feeling

No spirit suppressed

A woman of mystery

So simply dressed

 

Innocence flowing with sensual charm

Our hearts touched

Our souls met

We walked free from harm

 

Then humanity caught her

In circle of fear

She flowed away gently

I'm left empty here

 

© Paul Viel 2003

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