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[~baby~doll~]

magic
what is this sound
it twirls me around
surly it is the chant of magic
beating in my heart

tempted by a vision
time for decision
surly this sight
will be scrying all the night
it is bound to be magic

my feelings loosely bound
have me hanging above the ground
candles burn
pages turn
my heart an open book
time for me to look
now i read the words of magic
the spell is not so tragic

a drop of blood does fall
finding yet my call
what was lost is now regained
the linen blouse is blood stained
the tearing of my heart
ripping from the start
it must be magic of a different kind
which comes to call
helping me not to fall

what magic is this
which binds my hands
it alters all my plans
on cold stone alter we all at sometime lie
knowing better than to cry
oh sweet release into magic's hands
makes for me different plans

the crow caws through the night
the familiar spirit of my cat
it runs and hides like a rat
the beak will certainly bite
and this is the magic it calls me best
this witch it comes and sinks into my breast

the lavender glows my selflessness
the white for my lost innocence
the pink shines forth in love
and here i lay the sacrifice
gift i am and still i be
i do not care what others see

they might judge i walk behind
they may laugh as i kneel at her feet
they may think it is insane to relish after loves unique pain
they can call me vile and disgusting to my face
the sweet caress of love will erase
i find myself bound in magic
no i am not tragic
i am purified by my life
though i will never be a wife

this witch is me
waiting here on bended knee
i will wait so patiently
this magic is my love
it burns me from above
it fills me like a dove

i rest my head in the night
i have learned not to fight
i will awake with the suns first light
seeing the beautiful magical day