Crataegus Remnants, Witchy Woman

The Crataegus Remnants

But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.     Nothing farther then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered—     Till I scarcely more than muttered “Other friends have flown before— On the morrow he will leave me, […]

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Thorn Moons Crusade, Witchy Woman

Witchy Woman and Melancholia

Raven hair and ruby lips :: Sparks fly from her finger tips :: Echoed voices in the night :: She’s a restless spirit on an endless flight :: Wooo hooo witchy woman see how :: High she flies :: Woo hooo witchy woman she got :: The moon in her eye ::  – ‘Witchy Woman’, Eagles, MII

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