: Herodias and I have led a phantom cavalcade Through veiled and pagan history where superstitions reigned And Christendom sought to pervert, but poets
their Queen Infusing the air with Her fragrant desire And my heart reeled with grave poetry.... From grace I fell in love with Her Scent and feline lure And
What black witchcraft Shalt prise thee from thy dreams And what perverse world-strategy Will wend it's way with thee from sleep? "Rouse my disease And
Enbroided by these words Malaresia scribed.... "Beauty slept and angels wept For Her immortal soul In this response, all evil chose To claim her for
love Of fantasies undone" Countess swathed in ebony And snow-white balletic grace Rouge-filmed lips procure the wish For lust and her disgrace Dusk and her embrace
s knees (Victory spent Breathe deep benighted scent) We are as a flame born unto the darkness Desires burning in palatial glades And virtues once aloof
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Of fantasies undone" Countess swathed in ebony And snow-white balletic grace Rouge-filmed lips procure the wish For lust and her disgrace Dusk and her embrace
my soul Around Her throat mine arms enfold To sleep, perchance to dream And then.... To dusk and flesh ascend The Sun descends, magenta spirits fill the skies and