you were sleepwalking under a summer moon
and I followed
the air filled with violets
when you told me you were mine
I was burning pages and I caught my feet on fire
this traitorous world carries some of us away
a thief of chances promised me the summer sun
and I followed
until I found all there is there
is sand and blood
I was burning a man and I caught my eyes on fire
this sacrifice for a mere glimpse of my fortune
the incessant tide caught me, faithless,
and I followed
I swallowed memories of your hair in the wind
of wild days entwined like daisies
I was burning my life and
I was the fire the whole time
I’m coming home
you were my witch
you taught me
there are a thousand moons
and all of them mine
Susan Butler (she/her) is a British-Polish artist and writer born in 1966. First a graphic designer who ran her own design studio, Susan then spent life traveling the world from her home in Germany. She is an aficionado of horror and the gothic. Susan writes fiction and poetry in French, English and Arabic.
A small sample of her work can be found on her website https://www.ouisuzette.com and she is @ouisuzette on social media.
To purchase art: OuiSuzette.redbubble.com