Invoked By Magic
By sidewinder
Twisted trees as if when the shadows fell, Suffered in some maligned way, But when the dryad came home its spirit welcomed her, A mystical aura surrounded within and without, You almost see it dance... And without a word an enchantment began, Softly the wind started to sing its song, Mirrored images invoked by magic recalled those phantasmal forces, Sheltered by a beat of time, Charmed only by a memory and the reflection of her smile. July 8, 2000 Written January 30th, 2002 © on Jan 30 2002 08:53 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 10
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"Twisted trees..."