random #48754

i
think
you
loved
me

and this was no form of magic

unless

being
me
is
the
magic
that kept you yearning for what i thought i had

a heart

and now that your gone

what little heart i had

left with you

so now the thoughts of you

must leave as well

so i sat in my circle
with nine candles anointed
with oils and spices
and i placed his picture
into
the poppet
and the poppet
into
the cauldron

and i chanted

Your love will wither and depart,
from my life and my heart
Let me be,
and go away forever.

then i sat there and watched

and
my
thoughts
of

you

are








































gone