Licentious lips

Some of us find the darkness appealing.

My lovely dark evocator drink once more
from your wicked philter.

From licentious lips in covetous tongue speak
spells of immortality.

On this stygian night prepare for me a place
at your graven table.

Called forth by the seducing heat my sinful
anima returns for you.

The smoke of flame moving cravingly across
your enraptured form.

Opening yourself, my spirit into flesh
ravishing your body and soul