Witch

sylviasearcher

 

 

Do I linger like an itch?
On your mouth or fingertips
Until your nails are scratching blood
But I warned you I’m no good

 

Maybe I’m just a witch?
In your head and on your lips
Until you’re sinking in my mud
And your land is mine to flood

 

Perhaps you like the taste?
Of my poison, drunk on haste
Until you’re dizzy with my spell
Can’t you see that you’re in hell?

 

And how I longed to be embraced
My hips swaying soft unchaste
Until my name your soul must yell
As you bid your world farewell

 

Enchanted by a witch?
Or just a crazy fucking bitch?

  • Author: sylviasearcher (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 15th, 2019 02:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: A bit random today. I 18 + it for the bad language... though I wondered if it should be the other way around...
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  • Neville

    many a true word written in haste
    I imagine you are not a witch, but neither are ya fucking chaste... well constructed Sylviasearcher and with an unexpected but equally powerful and necessary conclusion..... Neville

    • sylviasearcher

      I was just channeling some voices Neville.... of course it’s not about me!

      Maybe this can be read a few ways?

      A satire on the feminine narratives that exist amongst us?

      Or maybe I am crazy?!

      In your professional opinion!

      • Neville

        My sincere pleasure..

        I have never been a stranger to my feminine side & no.. I dont think ya crazy....

        • sylviasearcher

          Oh yeah you knew thank you was hidden in there too! 🙄

          • Neville

            I was hoping....

            • sylviasearcher

              Obviously!

              • Neville

                ................................. 🙂

              • Suresh

                Sometimes when I have an itch, I go crazy like a witch, scratching myself like a bitch, by the way which....

                • sylviasearcher

                  Sounds like there’s more to the story but you ran out of rhyming words?

                  Or...?

                • Michael Edwards

                  Brill write Sylvia.

                  • sylviasearcher

                    Even with the typing error I missed from posting whilst still weary... now corrected... by witch’s hex

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Very good write Sylvia and as Neville said final two lines say it all.

                    • sylviasearcher

                      Well they were very uneasy lines!

                    • SerenWise

                      I really like this, very well done!

                      • sylviasearcher

                        Thanks Serenwise, it was a bit daring for me. A bit bolder than my comfort zone.



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