whispers drifting through the night
echos of the past creeping through the shadows to find their way back into the light
haunting my mind with the memory of your ghost
taunting me with the image I miss most
secrets kept under lock and key
threatening to escape from the darkest part of me
compelled onward I wander through the moonlit woods
under cover of a cloak and hood
circle round
come my love and rise up from the ground
be earthbound
let my chant lift the veil of our divide
hear my voice let it be your guide
take my hand from the other side
together as one
our story is not yet done
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A Collection of Spells, Short Stories & Poems
RandomThis is a work in progress of random stuff that I write.
