Thursday, October 24, 2019

Rewind

A little light,
a little thyme,
a splash of sunrise
and you're mine.

In time you'll see
my master-plan;
my secret wish
and love that spans.
For on this hearth,
and in this plane
my magic rules.
It holds, sustains.

My cauldron brews
and words twist twice
so your sweet essence
pays the price.

A little light,
a little time,
a glimpse of madness
through the binds.

The metal cracks
and fire blows.
My voice is lost.
The storm clouds grow.

A break of heart,
a dash of mind.
A secret wish
that you'll rewind.

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