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Broomstick Baby

she used to set me on fire

her eyes lit my every day

that touch a breath of silk

voice so alluring and fey

 

magic slipped into reverse

our love shrinks unspoken

chemistry fell out of kilter

her fairy wand has broken

 

careless now, her moods

weaving so casual gashes,

disdain on that elfin face,

a tongue with fifty lashes

 

bored and up to mischief

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