GOTHIC MIST
harlequin without his diamond pattern
stars in the eyes of cold columbine
pierrot and pierette waltzing together
they have their love now, but you aren't mine
even pooh has a teddy to sleep with
but it has gone from full to darkened moon,
and i will disappear into the background
if you don't come and love me soon
i hold velvet to my body, cry salt oceans
send shadows and fog to creep and mist,
sing chanting spells to call you to me...
i'd sell my blood to feel your kiss
© Copyright 1/10/08
Beth Clare Johnson
(Mystic Raven)
