She saw deep into the souls of men.
Their secrets, fears, hopes and desires.
Such was the power of the witch.
She needed no obsidian scrying glass.
Some scorned her for her second sight.
Some found her an illuminating Light.
She cared not, for it was all the same in this game called lifeâ¨
~Eily Nash
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Spellbound, I held him in my arms⨠summonded by magick, candles and charms⨠Illusions of distance and linear timeâ¨dispelled by a bewitching rhymeâ¨that which I desire shall be mineâ¨My Beloved will come to meâ¨So mote it be.â¨
Autumn leaves are falling. Summer has long gone, fading into memories of the magic of a love that enchanted both Earth and Sky. What mortal hand can hold the dance of Dragonflies?
Not you, nor I.
Winter bids me time to sleep, The yearnings of Spring call to you.
Fly away, fly high, on gossamer wings, my Dragonfly.
Your seasons of passion change, my constant heart sings a song of eternal love.
~Eily Nash
Enchanting Creature of Liminal Light
Dwelling betwixt both day and night
You see both the Sacred and the Profane
Angels and demons know your name
Lady Lily Flame
My Lady,  My Love, My Lily Flame
Do you wear a sullied cloak of shame
Has purity and innocence taken flight
To the beguiling dark embrace of Night
Nyx and Erebus, alluring, starless charms
Mists enticing you into seductive arms
My Lady, My Love, My Lily Flame
Guileless innocence, without blame
Deny the Ferryman his Stygian fee
From Thanatos tenebrous domain flee
By  flames of Winter burning bright
Take safe passage through the  night
My Lady, My Love, My Lily Flame
Capricious gods may play Night’s game
Gates of the rising sun light the way
To sanctuary of Hemera’s breaking day
Purified by the kiss of the Morning Dew
Absolution and Benediction fall on you
~Eily Nash 2015
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