Dear Witch

Witchcraft is in her blood
A witch, she is... but not a witch she is...
She burns and feels my pain
Witch! Witch! Witch!
Life may be brutish with you
But I can make every tempest, a zephyr of love for you...
Serene and gentle, dear, it’s a tantalized love
As the witch in you, burns
With the essence of my spirit and fragrance
Through these petals of kisses
I will get my goddess, my love!
Not a witch, she is... but a wise woman
O' dear awake! from your world
Revoke the lord of dawn
And accept me
For good or evil, even these petals vanishes
I will be hither beside you...


©malavikavipin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Agustin Avatar
October 9, 2024 at 8:44 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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