1. Black Magic

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Black Magic
(all souls return to walk the earth)

my only fear is that it isn't true
I would look for you each year
your costume
soft paid shirt
faded brown to beard
almost woven
our lives

as children
still happy
you were a cowboy to my witch
you led me through dark streets
wet leaves under our shoes
led me later to believe in ghosts

with the right words
a little black magic
you would be back
not to walk the earth
just for one embrace - Paula Sergi