Sorcery

Enchanted by your wistfully inked charm I disrobe and unchain my melancholy heart At last I am prepared to love and love Your sourcery has cracked my code for a new start Where darkness lay light is born my sweet soul The fires you have been cleansed by are pure I am here awaiting your willful consumption Flesh ,blood,bone all of me I promise to endure Centuries have led to this awakening Books have foretold of unforeseen force of love History has foretold of poems and stories propel lovers To bed to death together and floating ethereal above Come to me my soul this is our time To wait too long I fear a great loss Unchained I await your every hunger Pestilence and sourcery are worth the cost.