swinging in a large arc I cast
chanting my mantra
wickedness of lust
spider's tongue
bale of might
raven's rite
feel me on the air
performing feats of magic
seducing the demon wards I am free
now riding the night sky
hold your dread and glare
pit of stomach
dour need, bleeding desire
malice of cruelty
explains itself
hunting sedution, plays me
foolish heart for her demigod
screams in rhythm, with the beguiling music









Passionately penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend, incredible flow throughout especially that first stanza. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian thank you graciously ❤️
Underrated word, ‘connive’. Very expressive. Like a baleful but seductive energy straight from the Abyss….
This is not a poem. This is a black magic charming spell. 😀