And I Told No One

I lay in my bed

Gentle music playing

The candle burning

I can almost feel your pulse running through my veins

The wax melting down to the spider

Its web slowly creeping into your soul

And at the bottom, your picture

Are you thinking of me now?

Tell me you've thought of me

I can feel the desperation of darkness which has set into me

I only imagine how whole I would be if your image was you

But it is not and I am only dreaming you're here

I can start to feel your movements as I turn and sway

You are coming to me soon

"So very soon" says the little witch

And I told no one.