shrouded in the dark
beyond this life I venture
ascending stone steps
a yearning for this stone place
the familiarity
the brooding cloud sky
an awakening within
the familiar walls
no longer myself walking
words of a spell I don’t know
Tag: spell
The Willow Tree
by the willow tree,
meeting me there at midnight
spin a spell and
tell me what you see behind the veil
conjure bewitchment
and pull me asunder, to never return
from your love and sorrow
C & K 