Twisted Spell


She studied lore and craft

Her heart’s desire to obtain.


She used bat’s wings and chants

And even a little wolfbane.


She locked him in a cage

And cast spells on him each night.


She summoned demons and beasts

And trolls by moonlight.


She took flight with Count Dracula

To learn of his secrets.


Nothing she tried seemed to work

Was this man her weakness?


Finally, defeated

She turned him loose one day.


She said “although I love you

You must be on your way”.


“Your love is what I’ve desired

But it can’t be earned like this.


Before you leave my home

Would you grant me just one kiss?”


He looked at her with kindness

And took her hand with care.


He pulled her close and kissed her

And then he gave her such a glare.


“Although I’ve kissed your lips most foul

You’ll not live to see another nightfall


I am a warlock casting my own spell

Turned you into a rat; quite small.”


Before his eyes, she shrank

And began to grow a snout.


She scampered away quickly

To look for a way out.


Before you cast a spell

On the one you’re sure you love


Be sure you mean as much to him

Not just a thing to be disposed of.


Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson


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