The wind it is a-calling
So is the silvery moon
And I'm off to the hill top
To sing a merry tune
I wrap my cloak around me
chanting words of power
Old spells that conjure magic
Set all the world aglow
Ignite the spark of life itself
The core of all that is
And wield that age old power of love
Tapestries that weave and flow.
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The night grows dark Eyes seek and follow all around Of animals and insects That know no earthly bounds The only sound that I can hear Hiss and crackling of the fire The potion that it heats so...
#nightdwellers. We walk on our own,. In the Witching Hour,. Painting the world a dark black,. With pens in our hands,. And cats at our heels,. And midnight pitch cloaks on our backs,.
@misslittleDHP Thank you so much my lovely, glad you liked it and 💋☕🍰for re-posting. Hope you are feeling better today my sweet. Lots of rest, wrap up warm, hot honey and lemon and a good book. That's my prescription. ✨🌟✨🌟
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