THIS world is made a witchcraft place
With gazing on a woman's face.
Now 'tis her smile, whose sorcery
Turns all my thoughts to melody.
Now 'tis her frown, that comes and goes,
That makes my day a page of prose.
And now her laugh, or but a word,
That in my heart frees wild a bird.
Some day, perhaps, a kiss of hers,
Will lift from my dumb life the curse
Of longing, inarticulate,
That keeps me sad and celibate.
Witchcraft
Madison Julius Cawein
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Poem topics: heart, kiss, life, sad, smile, woman, world, bird, wild, place, face, laugh, melody, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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