A witch
the craft born through her soul
where she came from
that tender role
is one of being
raven haired
a cimaruta
On her neck bared
Her nose ring sparkles
now for she
can never die
Not without me
For every heart
that ever was
Belongs to her
And thats because
she survives
she is my Queen
and wastes the lives
of the many mean
His blog exposes
Her triumphant play
her august dance
was to with him lay.
oud transforms his ardour
she
is born again
forever free
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.