in the sixth dimension I thought to pen to you
using my special diction
heavy with a demonic accent
my twang is slithering venom
falling from my lips, my Queen,
lay waste to those that doubt you
in the stellar hate they will bow in the end
focus your energy, summons your endeavors
there is nothing you can't conjure
uttering on the winds enchantments
working the divine word with your psalms of infamy
direct your dark
may your desires answer your faith
lovely dark spinning on the winds
spelling mischief with her will
sweet sin, recognizes you here
utter chaos, this is where pleasure spills
with a tilt of the head and a spark of her eyes,
magic is cast the air thick with energy approaches
they know this witch
with hexes on her hips
she conjures by the power of three make him see
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Previously published here it disappeared with other poems sadly this is the only one I had copy of...I sent this to my friend on FB before it even had a title so forgive me if I get it wrong if any of you can recall the title it would be appreciated ❤️
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