Absent Love, and Death

Her Magic:

With spells of heartache
She passes by
Midsts of love
Follows in her hair

She dances
and cries
not to allow anyone
into those eyes

i see you there
where it hurts
a deep place
inside, it kills

yet, she shakes it off her shoulders
without a shrug
every little thing she does
its magic

Without her,
Life is
Death:

Inside the oceans of mystery
Dangers, Strange, Beautiful
Sprits roam
Someday Soon I too,
Will join them

Deep in the ancient Forests
And ruins
Echoes and laughter Remain
Thier voices: Immortal

They are the Fire
Which burns from
Night to day