My Witch, My Dear

I am Bewitched
by your Eyes.
Within Me Yes,
your Spell does Rise.
Deep in the Darkness
of this Cursed Soul.
Tasting the Evil words
which make me Whole.

Their Splendor Swirls
thru Every Vein.
Like the Mandrake,
Nightshade & Wolfsbane.
Brewing there
Within your pot.
My Lust for You,
It Boils Hot.

As I Gaze
upon your face.
I feel your Shadows
Cold Embrace.

Being Mesmerized
by Dark Beauty.
All that you've Conjured
I give to thee.
My Wicked Queen,
for you I live.
This Demon's Soul,
to you I give.

You've Summoned Me
and I Appear.
To do thy Bidding.
My Witch, My Dear.

Come Dance with Me,
within the Witching Hour.
Before doing thy Bidding
and All men cower.
Let me Drink of your Soul,
so Sweet and Black.
Then send me in
Your Wrath to Attack