Cast a spell

on me
wrap me in

whatever
warp of words

come to
your mouth

until I gulp
them whole

of thought
whatever spin

we enter when
we so imbibe

what neither
had in mind

Gone into

whatever interim
might lie

in store for him
I say keep

in touch
as we hold

each other until when
at arms' length

I touch his shoulder
he touches me

They said

it was a shadow
quite of what

they did not know
as yet but might

for all they knew
have been there

all along before
whatever turn you

took took you
into what had been

unlooked for until
then so then

they took a knife
to it and took it out