Random Jottings ~ Witches

she walks barefoot in the moonlight and whispers magic to the wind


magick is not something she does, magick is who she is


lie awake in the night and listen for the witch’s promise


loving a witch is difficult

it’s no picnic breaking up with one either


don’t wish for a kiss from a witch in the moonlight

it might ruin your whole evening

it might ruin your whole life


love a witch

it’s a short life filled with incident

and slimy things in jars


jack collier



she has something very much darker than ice-water in her veins

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