Dear Lovely Sofia

Drawn into your forest garden
I chase your flicking lights
Your's are unlike any other
Shrouded in shadows of life
Mythical, magical being you are
Such a heavy spell you cast
I am but a weary Traveler
Approaching home at last
All good dreams
And all such wonders
Are waiting at your door
I would journey
A million miles
To be with you
Forevermore
.....

on the dark of the moon
from strewn clippings
i ate her fingernails
and dreamt of her thrice

by the bright
she
was mine

As the day draws on
She strikes a fire
Pink and red candles
Project her desires
Flickering flames
Smoke in our lungs
Her dresser's an alter
Unto the Sun
Passion her offering
She straddles my lap
No need for instructions
Ancient writing, nor map
No day can be darkened
In the temples of her soul
Witches of the northern land
The place I call home...