Witches Night

I catch my breath,
not believing what i see.
There is the shadows,
the witches three.

They stand in a circle,
under light of the full moon.
Chanting and rhyming,
drawing down the moon.

3 witches and their coven,
in this forest black.
Drawing power from above,
being watched over by there pack.

They cackle and dance,
round a fire that glows.
Lights up there faces,
in a devilish pose.

There eyes are black,
while lips ruby red.
Skin white as snow,
its like a fairytale you read.

They command the moon,
and they control the night.
They can withhold the day,
By stomping out the light.

These powerful beings,
pose no threat to me.
For i am one with them,
The witches three.

**I HAVE WENT MONTHS WITHOUT WRITING - TRYING TO GET BACK INTO IT AGAIN, SO LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE, PLEASE TELL ME WHY - THANKS**