Witchy Night

The wolfhounds pace near the fireside
And to the window's depth, they peer
They're restless as a phantom's bide
And stride the edginess that's here

This heightened feeling, the time comes
Count the lightning to thunder's roar
And crystal bright and pound of drums
Bear round the gable arch with pour

Chime sends a warn throughout the air
But arc bends dark to dark, threefold
The wolfhounds take to guard this lair
I wake the unknown and untold

This heightened feeling, time rages
Count the lightning to thunder's roar
Crystal bright, pound of drum wages
Numb bound this truth I can't ignore

It's time I feel
Do what you will

This long night, this place
Fills and circles a symphony
This space, this coldness
Chills me through with cruel tragedy
How your devilry crept, laughing
I was napping every sign
I feel your honeyed kiss, your touch
Press against flesh that isn't mine
The salt is bitter from my tears
While nectar is sweet on your tongue
I know I'm not the only one
And flows the circle's symphony
I feel your heart depart from me
My love's released from jaded stitch
My soul's seen you, night of the witch

(c) Kay Irvin