entering the wicked realm, I am cautious lest I be detected
betwixt the worlds, I bend reality
uttering spells on the air
words that hold great gravity
a turn of phrase to captivate
some tranquility to lull into sleep
completely disarming my enemy
I’m of the colorful spectrum
rainbow magic
It’s an old promise and enchantment
In it lies a threat
There is no rest for the void
that swallowed all the waters so the earth could heal
collapse of reason
to decipher metaphorical code
divining truth from myth
here in is the power
wisdom rose from slumber
the day he conquered his darkness
and formed this Sun
woe to those who yet toil in the field
The giants of old have risen again
truth is, they never fell
Venus approaches, looking as flawless as ever
the only great and celestial morning star
He prefers Luce to his sacred name
approach a fancy, he cordially invites you to test his intellect
answer in riddles, his only request
Morose of fashion, I answer, I am ill-prepared for this pleasure
My attire is in bad taste
Greetings from the Onyx Kingdom
It is I, a scarlet queen
looking all too mortal
Trespassing, really, my binds were never so powerful
My wards are up
My poetry is perfectly spelled in a riddle
Come, let us cavort as you prepare for your reward
Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
good morning thank you graciously dearest Damian ❤️