WOLF AND WITCH

 

He is the wolf

She uses black magic

A cold, dead wind is unwinding

Must be the day of all havoc

 

Now when the pale blue moonlight

Meets the cauldron of the witch

The date and time whispers evil

Unleashing curses and canines that rip

 

It is their night come All Hallows’ Eve

Caster of spells, gnasher of teeth

The end of October is All Hallows’ Eve

Their evening together embraced in dead heat

 

She strokes his peppered coat

He paws her pentagrammed veins

Tempests of such darkness

They make love in the graves

 

Test not their malevolence

Oh frightened and naïve ones

The hour, the date, the time is not yours

It belongs to those wild and wickedest of blood

 

It is their night come All Hallows’ Eve

Hexer and chanter, eater of meat

The end of October is All Hallows’ Eve

They entwine ‘til the dawn, souls icy steel

I say one more time, All Hallows’ Eve

Evil is sweetest only one time a year.

 

 

 

All Rights Reserved © October 2016 John J Vinacci

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