Friday, August 1, 2008

Priestess meets Jim Morrison

Fires of creation fueled by you, your tongue drips my song
And into my circle you came so strong
Treating me with salty spices, I desire foreign flavor
And into your world I danced, a white magic savior
Hot wax, nips of passion, bloodwine drinking for nourishment
Souls weaving, tucking, bound without encouragement
Saturated by you, enraptured by you, we forever mesh
Your hands explore, deny my nothing, you pierce my flesh
Submission once so unknown, I now hunger for my lord
My Cernunnos has my heart wrapped in a silver chord

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