BEWITCHED
Mystery plagues my heart,
Like the dark side of the moon,
So fight for your dreams,
Or be taken too soon.
If I only had a soul,
Of light and love and laughter,
Then perhaps we could dance,
And I’d serenade you after.
There you are,
In all your honor and glory,
Enchanted by my nature,
Desperate for my story.
I’ll sit on the edge,
And hum the song of a starling,
The next thing I know,
You’re calling me darling.
Tune out the static,
I’ll be your songbird,
You’ll see ripples of me,
When the lines are blurred.
We have always been one,
My dreams and I,
An unstoppable muse,
Splits me like gemini.
Halfway between your world,
And the one I know better,
Wrapped up and choking,
In the sleeves of your sweater.
But I won’t stop for anything,
There’s fire in my blood,
Too you’re in my veins,
So bring on the flood.
I adore the agony,
You may think it’s tragic,
So maybe I’m mad,
Or maybe I’m magic.















