LOVE POEM

All of the witches I have ever known
Have been discrete about both their aerodynamic
capabilities
And their wanderlust

Don't be as quick as them to restrain your desire

I want this to be a love poem

We are gamblers and our dice are made of fire
The only way to not be consumed
Is to fling them away without circumspection or prudence

If you try to restrain your longing, your longing will
devour you

And I really want this to be a love poem

Once upon a time can be either
The chilly dewy morning at autumn's beginning
Or the summer night still warmed by an invisible sun

Far, far away
Is a flexible destination
Can either mean in a patch of hemlock trees
Or next to a field of pansies

Love stories are possible almost anywhere
Love songs can be synthesized from bird music or white
noise
Join me, join me, right away

I really want this to be a love poem