Lunar moon... crimson beauty
bathe in the scarlet stream.
eclipse the magic of the alignment
stars point and lunar power.
whispers of chants in the breeze
creeping through the forest of trees.
... scale of dragon... tooth of wolf
witches’ mummy... maw and gulf...
blood red eyes witnessed
swirling in a wiccans cauldron.
the stars power with a crimson stream.
as the potion bubbles in toil and trouble
rising ruby steam to dance with the blood red moon.
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: May 25th, 2022 01:42
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Comments1
Good write Kitty.
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