Wil-O-Wisp

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Wil-O-Wisp

The venom seethes within my veins, frees me from these iron chains
As I escape into the night, my fire is fueled by full moonlight
My sense assailed by the raucous din, and carnal scents on icy winds
My mind melts, warps, and twists, my mind drifts out into the mists
Fairy Queen is waiting there, star-strand web-light woven hair
Fairy Queen of lust and bliss, calling me to take her trips

Yes, Sweet Queen of Passion’s Fits, I’ve no desire to resist
Into mists she fades, and chasing after, echoes sweetly mocking laughter
Arriving now at Midnight Lake, across still water she escapes
At water’s edge her barge awaits, to bear me on to Passion’s gates
Hypnotic lights dance and shift, as toward her island home I drift
As I set foot upon her shore, a Fairy Forest yet unexplored

Fairy Queen is lying there, her naked love for me to share
A fertile grove for me to tame, and find delight in virgin pain
Plunging ever deeper, faster through, her enchanted forest womb
My soul kissing her sweet lips, my mind wrapped within her mists
Her shadow making love to mine, from now until the end of time
Fairy Queen of Death disguised, tricked me, trapped me at her side

I realize she’s brought me to, my enchanted forest tomb
Begging, Mother bring me home, from darkened woods, I’m so alone
My soul kissing Death’s sweet lips, my mind screams out into the mists
My love, my very life I gave, begging now, my soul be saved
Begging Mother bring me home, feel my breath as cold as stone
My soul kissing Death’s black lips, my mind fades
into
the mists...

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geminIIrongeminIIronabout 17 years agoAuthor
Comments and critique please

Your comments and critique are greatly appreciated.

Thanks,

geminIIron

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