Jul 2015
There is witchcraft in the skies,
as the clouds swallow
the empty spaces in between,
consuming it like a lover.
There is witchcraft in your eyes;
as they burn through mine
impatiently, ceaselessly;
a forest on fire.
as the clouds swallow
the empty spaces in between,
consuming it like a lover.
There is witchcraft in your eyes;
as they burn through mine
impatiently, ceaselessly;
a forest on fire.
( It is what hides
in the very shadow of you
when it rests in a puddle of water
of the rain
that never came.)
in the very shadow of you
when it rests in a puddle of water
of the rain
that never came.)
