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Will you stay here
with me for a while,
your beauty in treetops,
your presence felt
through open windows?

Can I meet you in
the deep hours of night,
felt but not heard,
singing in the silence,
a blanket beneath still stars?

Or will you pass by,
so soon to leave me here,
lonesome and hallow,
not to settle around me
like the hasty winter's stay?
There's something about the crisp fall breeze
that's so calming
Coraline Hatter Oct 2018
so what if I told you
i'm a witch?

take my hand
i'm poisonous

maybe it is just a spell
that is creeping trough your skin

it eats you out
only your bones will remain

so what if I told you that I'm a witch,
would you believe it?
neither good nor bad
but
destroying things
as always.
  Sep 2018 Coraline Hatter
-
~
like the sea to the shore
embrace me

like waves to a surfer
dance with me

like tsunamis to the crust
crave for me

like rivers to waterfalls
save me

like typhoons to the wind
breathe me in

like a raindrop to the ocean
*come home

If you are a demon
then send me to Hell
If you are a witch
then take me with your spell

If you are a drug
Then in my vein inject
If you’re a psychosis
Let my life be wrecked

If choosing to stay
Then a price must be paid
Sign a contract in blood
I'm forever your slave

You're heartless and cold
The Devil, you might be
Yours to torture forever
Just don't ever leave
To the deepest of pits
You just take me and throw
From the world I am absent
So far down below
Other people prefer
To Hell travel than know
But for me I'd give all
Please just don't ever go

Thank you CJ for your poetic comment that inspired me to write this additional epilogue  =^)

Written: June 14, 2018
[epilogue written: April 25, 2019]

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[Amphibrachic Hexameter format]
Coraline Hatter Sep 2018
i want a love
so old-school that it makes me cringe

the kind of love
that everyone is jealous of
because of how good we fit

a love full of
love letters
music mixes
and silly dates

a love that smells like
the foggy autumn mornings
crowded coffee shops
and gingerbread in the cold city

i want a love
so pure
and true
full of joy
maybe I should date the autumn weather.
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