So you are a witch?
I love hunting then, am in need of no luck
am not trying - just hunting
as the fire lit into the darkness infinite
may the witch glow to be an angle
even though the witch isn't sure about

the darkness is blunt and cut open the infinite
but am in love with this taboo of life
days and nights are no longer inspirational
now the heart counting on  eternal darkness
and the rapture of her witchcrafts

she is writing her spells in a few cozy lines
attached to the pictures of the light
so much of beautiful love mask upon the darkness
the passion is such so no more weeds go high

I only love the moon and born to make love
there are flames which never go cold
yes I am a wolf - one look sharp through the darkness
a one counting the words of her spell she cast
Thus there can not be things in between ...

{to be continue ...}