To the sound Of your name, I blush… And my heart Just can’t help But rush… Even if it’s on their lips, And I just don’t Seem to stand a chance, I frolic around you Sillily hoping for A lucky glance… Just long enough To cast my spell before You doublethink, Forget them all…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
She had gathered all her witchy-wichcraft precious items and had gone for a long walk in the dark woods… Seeking the perfect emplacement to implore the moon. She set up the magic stones, burned some patchouly incense while dancing in the soft moon beams… Chanting incantations, in a strange language she had learned in her…… Continue reading I put a spell on you…
Cyranny's Cove 