the sacred art of knowing

 
practiced in the dark arts
I conjure your need
a spell to arouse your senses

do you feel me sitting upon your ardor?

with my soul reach out from the shadows
whispering in your mouth secrets
hush now don't talk
I know it hurts being this intimate
we will push the limits with our love

lingering in your thoughts is desire...peaking
I feel you come closer
a man of power and yet I taste your fear

I bring you to my breast
admonishing you to suckle from my visions
gently I open to you and you see me as for the first time
reflected in your gaze is your passions

I pick up your insanity
place it with mine
we are illusions of fate

you've come to me now after all this time
I lie down and speak metaphors
talk to me within the sorrow
I've missed you forever
wandering cursed apart from you

I concealed myself from your sight
you want me still
amazing grace is the way you see me
pure energy, a blushing maiden
I am new to you once more

you pierce my hurt injecting wisdom
I was your her before time began
let us begin again