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The Lady Danced By: Ed Howdershelt Wicca Works Around the bonfire Danced the Lady The drums kept up A steady beat Humming softly To Herself She built within A certain Heat I stood at Her circle Rapt and entranced She placed Herself Near me as She danced For quite some time She swayed before me This Goddess-Woman Appraised me there Then suddenly her dance had ended So close I wanted To touch her hair She governed her Heat By act of will; She met my eyes And stood quite still I asked myself; "Has She chosen me?" "Will I be Her One, as I prayed to be?" The Lady spoke; "You're bewitched, I see." "Will you come be my One?" "Will you love with me?" |