Deep in the midst
Of a solitary heart
Embers fire she sparks
Dancing in flame
Raised high her athame
Tis your name she calls
In her dance to the All
Tis the wind she's clinched tight
As she soars through the night
Gazing in to her flame
Once again calls your name
Wings brushed in moonlight
She sings out her rite
So Mote it be
He must come to me
As my flames grow higher
Fill him my desire
I soar through this night
Bid him to join my flight
There he appears
To the fire falls her tears
Wrapped now in his love
So below as above
For eternity
Blessed Be
Gold trophy winner
Honorable mention
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