Every night by candlelight I go to you on the wings of
a Firebird and you are there waiting for me in your
red cape where fire burns outside the snow…
you reach out for me without saying a word, I reach out
to touch your face and I whisper in your ear, “I love
you more than life itself…”
Sorcerer don’t go casting a spell on anyone else and
don’t go breaking this spell at least not in this
you’re every dream the Gypsy Witch has ever invoked
through flights of fancy in a fine stardust like
design well and in all my fiery attire I close my eyes
and go to you on the wings of a Firebird, skyward and
Heaven bound, eastward descending down into your
burning lair of desire intensely setting the ice on
fire without a spoken word…
Sorcerer of my heart, you are master of my dreams and I
come every time, every time you call Firebird!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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