Crystal Ball
She is drawn to the sphere of light
Like a moth to a flame,
Tiny fireflies seem to take flight
As an eerie glow remains
She reaches out to touch this crystal ball
Mesmerized by its glow,
Her heartbeats rise and fall
As she feels the energy flow
She attempts to find its magic powers
But its powers she cannot tame,
Like a full moon in the midnight hour -
She is drawn to it, like a moth to a flame.
3-5-2020
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