make love to phantom forests, sugar rains tempting fogs and...

make love to phantom forests,
sugar rains tempting fogs and covens
into balance, out of time.  
come with me to untold glory, leave behind troubled minds,
walk with me, disappear, sing to me
hear your lillting tongue, that jagged breath,
your tiny flicker growing hotter, damper still.

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Wandering in the Woods, Oer-Wout