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 Aug 2014
Elizabeth Squires
he cast a spell on me
that man of wizardry
he cast a spell on me

that man of wizardry
he kept a love potion in his satchel
that man of wizardry  

he kept a love potion in his satchel
his magic was very potent
he kept a love potion in his satchel

his magic was very potent
it attracted me like a magnet
his magic was very potent

it attracted me like a magnet
I was drawn into his proximity
it attracted me like a magnet

I was drawn into his proximity
his abracadabra wand so satiates
I was drawn into his proximity

his abracadabra wand so satiates
sublime is the sorcery he employs
his abracadabra wand so satiates

sublime is the sorcery he employs
he has me where he wants me
sublime is the sorcery he employs

he has me where he wants me
that man of wizardry
he has me where he wants me
#repetition  #magic  #potion  #love
 Aug 2014
Seán Mac Falls
He walks in stolid darknesses
At days zenith, hears whispers
In the dew dusted fens, lights
Leaves into sun candle flames,
Drew a lake sword by maidens
Hand, alchemic shaper of water,
Air, old fires and earth, bending
Cold elements of moly and lode
Rushing forth, in extra emotions.
 Aug 2014
Jonny Angel
I keep getting itchy ears
& this burning feeling
deep in my heart.
And lately it feels like
I've disappeared inside myself,
thinking only about her.

She's so sweet and fair,
her hair has captured the sunshine,
she walks trance-like swiveling heads
& glitter flows from her fingertips.

Some say she's a witch
& a good one at that,
but I can't say if that's for real.
One thing is for sure,
she is pure,
pure unadultered magic
& I think,
I think maybe
I'm in love
with a pretty witch.

And well, now that
I think about her
amazing effect on me,
maybe it is her,
her captivating,
conjuring a love spell
just on me!

We'll see...only time will tell!
 Aug 2014
Joe Cole
Do you believe in magic and the world of make believe?
Of dragons who spout gold dust instead of fire when they sneeze
Of little folk with soft green hats with long grey beards and such
Well you should believe in all those things because by magic you are touched
That tinkling noise in dead of night that has no earthly cause
That is the magic in the air and that magic is all yours
Believe in witches, black cats, cauldrons on fires bright
Believe in knights of ancient times in armour gleaming white
Think about the moon dust making diamonds in the sky
Think about the magic surrounding you and I

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