Fevered Mind

A poem by Sydney Stone. I do not own the image.

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Candles flicker on a breeze,

Barely felt, its source unseen,

Chanting spoken- most fell verse

 long lost hymn, its host perverse:

“Come hither spirit, from realm afar-

Open doorways left unbarred-

For thine entry, scripture spoken-

Blood dripped from this breast mine only token.”

Candles extinguished, presence coming,

Forth from tear in spirit’s barding,

See its claws now pushing forth,

See its most unholy birth,

Straight from a place of raining fire,

To your bower, now your pyre,

A serpent’s tongue caress your thigh,

Rivulets of pleasure from on high,

Dragon’s claws to rend your breast,

Demon’s head putting to the test,

The limits of your idea of pleasure,

Come now priestess, let’s test your measure.