Under the full moon a spell was blessed,
upon my wrist her thoughts did place.
I felt the heavenly body call my name,
in night of rays the pull was aflame.
Her chants I know not what they where,
but I felt the magic in her work.
Loving beads she stings for me,
to make me strong when I am weak.
The moon a blue, with moon rays
to light my path and moon kisses
to wrap my heart in a healing bracelet.
Author notes
My lovely made me a special gift under the full moon this last
Friday night, the moon was the closes to the earth as it has
been in 15 years and it's power over man kind was great.
I slept like I have not slept in months, but many it was just
the company. 
In a list
A contest entry
- big bang prewrites only contest by serenity silvermoon.
900 points, ended January 5, 124 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Witches by Voodoo Eyes.
900 points, ended July 3, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Beautiful. Very nice poem. You have a very special person by your side.
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This is great! Thank you so much for sending me the link. I fell in love with this. I enjoy seeing what other's think of the craft, & what is around it. I hope her spell remains close to you. ~~Iridessa~~
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Like the way the last line flows and sums it up.
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A quite delicious poem, I am green with envy we had ten tenths cloud and I saw not hide nor hair of the moon
Great stuff
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