Bewitching Spell

It was just a look, a fleeting glance,that was all it took. 
A remembrance of lives past?
 A star written cosmic dance, destined to last? 
Who knew, not you nor I, or words of a Poet's rhymes.
Only Father Time and The great Mother's seasons
Will reveal the reason for our bewitching spell.

Eily Nash ~2020

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