Our love is as if
Artemis fell to earth for Hecate
in her maiden form.
Fell from the sky
on a constellation’s star
and left the night moonless.
Our love dances around fire’s flames
and rises with its smoke.
That moonless night sky,
a paint of dark velvet
in one stroke.
Our love is manifesting spells by candlelight,
whispered like prayers to the earth,
circles of salt
and smudging with sage
we grew in our own patch of dirt.
Our love is like witchcraft,
mesmerizing and mystical
in all the ways
you leave me spellbound.
Your ancient soul
cradles mine
for another eternity.
About the Creator
Josey Pickering
Autistic, non-binary, queer horror nerd with a lot to say.
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