Haze
I dove into a cauldron
Headfirst into a brew
I needed a phoenix talon
To wash my heart anew.
The witch & I are friends
He gave me his talisman
We wrote out names in blood
On a tree our names engraved.
Running through hemlock groves
Swimming through moonlit waves
Our friendship is a cobalt haze
Fortune smiles upon the brave.
Copyright © Skyy Allen | Year Posted 2019
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