The witch lies conjuring lines of verse
to alter our place in the universe
to twist this common knowing
and spin such miracles as love.
A flash of light and a cackle of laughter
it seems I got what I was after
as your eyes fall on me hungrily
my world now mirrors my dreams.
How bright our future seems.
Then a witches warning: "2000
mornings of love have you ‘til natural
laws return - death's padlock will be opened
if the stolen love you haven't earned."
What bitter lessons greed can teach
when we twist the fates to heaven reach.
Jul 16, 2020
Jul 16, 2020 at 12:11 PM UTC
The witch lies conjuring lines of verse
to alter our place in the universe
to twist this common knowing
and spin such miracles as love.
A flash of light and a cackle of laughter
it seems I got what I was after
as your eyes fall on me hungrily
my world now mirrors my dreams.
How bright our future seems.
Then a witches warning: "2000
mornings of love have you ‘til natural
laws return - death's padlock will be opened
if the stolen love you haven't earned."
What bitter lessons greed can teach
when we twist the fates to heaven reach.
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