Restless me
Restless might
Fly on broomstick
In dead of night
Blessed be
Blessed sight
Dance skyclad
In moon's sweet light
Strong sage scent
And hemlock guile
Athame in hand
I'll stay for awhile
Now moon is waning
With words I take flight
Awaiting next journey
On restless night
Honey and sugar
Roses and grim
This is what makes
Patchwork Primm
Honey so smooth
Amber hue
Sugar so sweet
Like morning dew
Rose of red
And moonlight dust
Grim so foul
Inquire if you must
Honey and sugar
Roses and grim
This is what makes
Patchwork Primm~
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