Between 3AM and 4AM
I am the one who practiced Magick
I wrote spells and lit the candles
Smoked the herbs and collected stones
Yet it is you who has me bewitched
With questions unanswered and words unsaid
60 minutes
Hour by hour
Each night that turns to day
Watching dawn break through my bedroom window
Images flashing through my mind
A kaleidoscope of memories
Echos of laughter
Promises under covers
Gifts left wrapped
Remnants of a time since past
This the witching hour has come and past
Another sleepless night in an empty bed
YOU ARE READING
Random Poems
PoetryThis will just be random poems that I write. I've never posted some of these so I really hope you all enjoy. Cover art credit due to OG creator.
