Incanted Poems - Poems about Incanted

...And so, how it feels to wait ? Is it parallel to being in July Or Is it parallel to being the last raindrop Lingering all the while for it's turn to fall, patter and burn Or is it alike an ey......

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...I met her, my witch, my little Wiccan love, I met her in the dark of the night, She stood in a circle she’d made of round rocks, Wearing a beautiful dress all in white. Her altar had some inc......

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...Do you still love me? You asked as we spooned in the night. I will always love you, I replied. Again you asked, Do you still love me? And again my reply, I will always love you, ...comforte......

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