As I Lay AlonePosted: August 31, 2007
As I lay alone, I moved by thought
A vision. Zephyr I gathered in my arms
Pentacles in firmament I beseeched
And called on Hecate for the necessary.
Then an electric air did form
Flesh from ephemeral. A brush
Of Leg with leg. Then a press
Of chest on chest. All softness.
And there we did lay for an age,
Until Hecate, her power faded and
The pentacles dimmed, and Zephyr flown.
Alone but left with your magic.