The Witch

I was waiting for an angel

a perfect life partner

fair of skin

fairer of heart

At the time of summer

she would be soothing and calm as a lake

and serene and breath taking as a full moon

I would have done anything

and everything for her

Then she came

A storm in the making

dark of skin

clash of colors in her heart

unpredictable and alluring as a sea

mysterious and dangerous as a

moonless night

flawed and proud of her flaws

And I

lost my footing

and fell so hard

for a witch

who has cast her spell on me

by doing no black magic

but being just who she is

Perfectly flawed…

© Vindhya Colombage

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