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I sweep black lips

Over it’s smooth, light surface

I caress it’s darkness

With silvers and golds

And other metallic unknowns…
 

A flick of the wrist

A sweep of a brush

And then I see

Tales from my dreams

Laid out in front of me
 

Magic and mayhem

History and bloodlust

People and animals

Hate, love

Lust
 

Your eyes dance

Across these fables

You are entranced
 

Is it real?

Is it real?
 

I do not know,

I cannot answer

I didn’t mean

For you to see this realm

And feel this charm
 

No, no

Don’t come near

Though so badly,

I want you here
 

But you’ll be trapped

Within my web

So tangled up

In words of black

And blue

And red
 

I must stay

And you must go

Just visit once

And then you’ll know
 

What I am

And where I stand

Why my words

Are so grand
 

I cast a spell

I reeled you in

I tied you up

But now…

This magic must come

To an end.
 

The ink is drying

My light is dying
 

I cannot write

You cannot read

You’re free to go
 

My words release you

From my sanctuary.