Angelica Hex

from soil you grew
into lady so fair
citrine dust in your eyes
earthy lust in your stare
daughter of Heathen
far into the Eastern
Crusaders would search
your body
their holy temple
your hair
hemp and holy sand

from your leaf
issued incense
burning bronze nights
beautification smoking
silhouette scent
sandalwood breeze
veiling their eyes
as snake
sliming in squeeze
Lady of the lantern
Genie all wishes three

above earth lifts you
swords raised
pointing skyward
thorning the armies
bleeding out castes
of anti-religion
hidden relics
of your poetry-painted heart

scorpion sentinels
ambassadors
end-earth
guttural designs
assimilate
helical ascension
cutting
umbilical faction
from fiction
nothing anymore
to the lost
is what it seems

warrior sojourns
poison pools
-theologica
drowning their distress
antithetical denunciation
cultures doomed
in bubbling oasis
-red acrimonica

bellydance their last hopes
into the crypts of Baphomette
seducing arms and armour
into the desert of forget
your long hair
embraces them
root trenching trees
immortal eyes
prismatic fixation
Templar souls
sinking
to hellbroth knees

beneath their holy city
harlot foundation wreathes
qabbalistic intent
binding holy book
oration and deeds
penultimate clash
betwixt East and West
determined in the bosom
of Angelica Hex