Sorcery
Enchanted by your wistfully inked charm
I disrobe and unchain my melancholy heart
At last I am prepared to love and love
Your sourcery has cracked my code for a new start
Where darkness lay light is born my sweet soul
The fires you have been cleansed by are pure
I am here awaiting your willful consumption
Flesh ,blood,bone all of me I promise to endure
Centuries have led to this awakening
Books have foretold of unforeseen force of love
History has foretold of poems and stories propel lovers
To bed to death together and floating ethereal above
Come to me my soul this is our time
To wait too long I fear a great loss
Unchained I await your every hunger
Pestilence and sourcery are worth the cost.
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