Magic comes closer in October;
You can feel enchantment on the breeze;
Sweet mystical moon dips a bit lower;
Time swirls a spell on golden leaves.
I dream while the sparkling tide
Carries bewitchment to the shore;
A man with ancient amber eyes
Looks for me upon the moor.
Written for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt.
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