Red Magic

In the name of thy own desperation I call forth the name of Aphrodite As I am in a feeling of lamentation Drenched in a state of unrequited love Underneath the spiral eclipse I speak the language of impulse and desire To open the gateways to attract thy devotee A layer of stars watch me The cosmic creation born from light It pales to the light in thy eyes of admiration Painting the portrait of mesmerizing figure She speaks the lullaby of a crescent moon Only comparable to the secret Orchard In the forest of the unknown I wonder if she is an enthralling symbol Waiting to be opened like a gemstone shrine I don't want to be set ablaze and vanish So I'll continue to suffer from the burden Like troubled waters under the clash Like a lonely hill with no moonlight to caress it One day can I rejoice in the meadows of bliss To have you enthralled by the red magic