lovers and needles

I want to make you hide inside my cupboard
You know, just things that lovers do.

I want to make you
breathe in deeper
make you shiver
think about leaving
but never do so.

I want to make you melt,
and leave a stain,
a scent all over me,
just things that lovers do.

But all I ever do
is things that women with needles do.
Pretending there is nothing to hide
while cleaning the stain
and losing the scent
and cutting through skin
when the feeling was wasted
but the heart is still beating.

I want to make you do these things that lovers do,
but all I ever do is these things that women with needles do.

My witching autumn desk

This was my longest quiet. My witch took a few weeks off. I have a lot of things to say, dark and urgent things! But my health made me pause everything. The first time in my life I’m saying that. I’ll be back in the next few days! Until then, enjoy the witching mood at…

Why do we stop doing things?

“When for health reasons we stop being ourselves, what is left then? ”, I complain to my witch just when the cold and dark season is ready to arrive. I am usually decorating a cake when the message I am dreading arrives. The pastry bag in hand, I read one cancellation after another. Of course,…

When we fall …

Who’ll be thereWhen we fall?Who will comeTo catch us all?Who’ll be thereIn the end? Late at nightI hear his voiceAnd I know thatHe waved her goodbyeThrough the noiseOf a world turning away. Laughter fromA window aboveBlurry lightsAnd I know thatShe gave upon loveRight there. And I wonderWho’ll be thereWhen we fall?Who will comeTo catch us…

Published by Mistress Witch writes

About the historical horror of living. Drafting my witching novel. Chasing dark, forgotten and haunted tales.

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