You are the cauldron with the will of a sorceress
I am under your spell
Tug the strings
of my heart.
I am your possession.
You are my Fire-witch.
Tug the strings
of my heart.
I am your possession.
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You are my Fire-witch.
and I burn.
Wrap me
in the shelter
of your soothing arms
You are my solace;
My chalice.
of which I drink deeply.
Wrap me
in the shelter
of your soothing arms
You are my solace;
My chalice.
of which I drink deeply.
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