i.
enchanted
Deep dark blue
I call out to you.
Drag you deep
Singing softly.
You don't cry out
Yet still
You come along.
Enchanted
By my black magic.
Up by the cliffs
I sing out.
You waver;
You sway;
To my music
Morphing your mind,
Written in clay.
Whispering promises
In the end left broken
And yet still
You follow me
Into the deep dark sea.
7.17.17
