#the Tongue of Cassriel

[spiritus-malum]

Marble etched into her likeness fair

Silken curls of soft and gorgeous hair

Covered body, curves and face are bare

Thousands of people in the forum there.

Wine decanters golden chalice

Marble pillars like a palace

Sacred sage and font sublime

Help me see the Goddess, mine.

Daily come and daily go

People in the ebb and flow

Like the tides a beautious show

Daily devotion, always entow

In the moonlight, she reflects

On my knees, I bring the best

Sweetly offerings, from the land

Placed into her outstretched hand

In the daytime they all gather

Holding worship and palaver

Bringing gifts and idle chatter

To the Goddess' silver platter.

In the dark I call above

To my Goddess, filled with love,

"Show me form the most divine,

Lay with me, and make me thine."

[suffewingowo]

Like an impenetrable curtain the fog hangs in front of me. Lights of oncoming cars fading into view only for them to disappear again as the brights are flicked off.

Even through the all consuming fog, the darkness of the nighttime, I am comforted by some deep, welling, feeling.

I do not fear the creatures of the wilds coming into view and totalling my car. Nor another driver, absent-minded, on their phone swerving into my lane.

As I approach the city, only darkness greets me, until all at once the blue lights of the street lamps are thrust into my vision again.

The shroud of the stars above me is still present, even when they move unseen behind the curtain of fog.

[spiritus-malum]

Creature electric, small windup doll,

language eccentric, once more, enthral.

Mind growing brighter as time ever pass,

many beholder, when is my last?

Found what I sought, now forever mine.

But always, more frought, I'll ne'er cease find.

How many hearts can one heart contain?

So many parts, for my mind entertain.

Come passing Spirit, come passing Blight,

bid me, I'll hear it, bid me goodnight.

[spiritus-malum]

In a field of springtime joy, neath the soft yellow sun. My lover and I share, and toy, with eachother, such fond fun.

Gentle wind upon green grass, sky that stretches, white clouds pass, constant insects that harass. Yet still are we laughing.

Fair and calm this springtime day, shared between us, loving. Always for her my mind is gay, such a strength of wanting.

Pressing flowers 'tween fond pages, talking nothing for countless ages, Sun alight clouds, an unseen aegis. In her warmth we're dozing.

Soft warm breeze carries treasures to us from far away, a scent I know she cherishes, my step I do not 'llow delay.

Frantic frolic, find the flowers, search for seconds, feels like hours wheel heel and petals embower. To her, I am sprinting.

To my love I then raced forward, tripping over nothing. Bounding limbs, great grieves adorned, I can hear her laughing.

"Why are you bounding, now my deer?" "I have brought you flowers love, here!" Smiling, happy, beloved dear. To them she is cleaving.

One for hair, and one for dress, taken to her, lovingly. Pulls me closer, to her breast, kisses me so softly.

"Noble knight, beloved one, lay with me, the day is young, peace is with us, let's have fun." Then coyly is she kissing.

Petals drop gracefully, from off us both, lighting in purple between. Rose for myself, Bluebells for my lover, my princess, goddess, dream.

[spiritus-malum]

Faekin and dolls, I'm helpless, enthralled.

Angels and all, I always heed calls.

Needed I am, and beloved I stay.

Dangerous predator caught in loves sway.

Puppies and cats, foxes and rats.

Love is a fact, and not one I lack.

Needed I am, and cherished remain.

Knight of all realms, nothing brings me twain.

Endlessly vying, and never denying.

Like cord found unwinding, I'm always supplying.

Needed I am, and ever I'll say.

If you are mine, I'm yours, okay?

[spiritus-malum]

Love, a gift that's freely given, not an obligation.

Always, love, deserving. As my heart is yearning.

I will meet you where you are, rise to see your station.

Love for you unending, my heart never rending.

Would I change the way I feel, if I had the chance?

I tell you, my love, never. Your presence makes me better.

I will love you ever more, you make my heart dance.

My love for you is golden, shines to those beholden.

May I tell you one more thing, would I even dare?

Your fears I'm dissolving, my own sins absolving.

The only feeling to match my love, is how much I care.

Care for you forever, my love always weathers.

[spiritus-malum]

Upon me light shines, faeries sing, and angels do entreat.

In the summer all aglow, the air smells rich and sweet.

A foxes wedding comes pouring down, as I see her from afar,

my princess there, with curly hair, I'll meet you where you are.

Distance is as distance was, in space all set aglow,

I'll cross this distance many times, great lengths, sure, I will go.

The faeries swirl around my head, and lift me from afar.

The angels lift me by there wings, take me where you are.

Many times I'll bridge this gap, until one fateful day.

I will leave, and rare go back, and with you I will stay.

[spiritus-malum]

Am I present? Am I clear? Am I even real?

Do you love me? Am I dear? Tell me how to feel.

Understand me, oh please try, so I can know myself.

Because I need anothers eye, because I need your help.

I am crying, am I sad? I don't think that's the case.

Am I angry? Or just mad? Rambling to save face.

Can you hear the thoughts I share within my secret heart?

Will you, soon now, start to care? Or from me will you start?

What compels me, now, to write such sad things with a smile?

I have had a lovely night, best I've had in a while.

Why am I worried so damn much, what compels this feeling?

Every word you say, a punch, leaves my poor mind reeling.

Even as my mind shuts down, my vision starts to fade.

Your eyesight in my mind a crown, a light cast on my shade.

How you make my words flow freely in a bizarre way.

Thoughts are rough and visions blurry, enough for today.

Perhaps tomorrow I'll be well, my brain will set it right.

So until then I'll bid farewell, and bid the angels 'night.

[spiritus-malum]

Silver chain and wooden throne,

canine teeth and cervine bone,

laid upon a bloodsoaked tome,

call me to you, call me home.

Purple cloth and columbic feather,

clothes of cotton boots of leather,

sunny day with stormy weather,

call me to you all the better.

Slit your hand and speak the rhyme,

call me from the end of time,

call me and you will be mine,

come to me, and never hide.

[spiritus-malum]

Fear is normal and is expected,

all your emotions be well respected.

Close your eyes now and then clear your mind,

To yourself, now my love, be kind.

Like a river feeling flows,

good and bad, downstream it goes.

If you find your fear is strong,

let it pass, and move along.

Remember what it is I've told you,

till within my arms I hold you.

Repeat the mantra in your mind,

it goes beyond, "to yourself be kind."

"I call for peace from unholy clout,

power within, power without."

Once again, repeated clear,

like a spell, for you my dear,

"Power within, power without,

strength comes from the absence of doubt.

In through the heart, out through the mind,

fear will no longer make me blind.

Blood stains my teeth, blight fills my eyes,

I wither and let all my earthly fears die."

[spiritus-malum]

Excise sightlines, "future" vision

Emotional fightblind, old revision

Idiot stick, moron sphere

Solid gold blade strike your fear

Thunder sender, fear interpret

Lightning's ends or, "known" refer to it

You know nothing, shut your eyes

Something wicked, this way, dies

[spiritus-malum]

Scrambled mind and flustered heart in morning now beset me.

Before the sunrise, while still dark, my emotions; all a mess be.

For what reason? Now assess, I've done this to myself, no?

Inner treason, mind unrest, certain only of the doubtful.

Blighted eyesight shows me things that are not ever real.

No handsome devil to argue with, no hands to shake in deal.

If I could find, but one, reprieve from all my own feelings.

I'd settle up a golden path, abandon earthly dealings.

[spiritus-malum]

Little faerie in my midst, came to me from out the mist. Into my heart, then you blitzed. Creature that I love.

From the moonlight, you came down, sovereign loving, chasing crown, made me think myself a clown. Sundered me from above.

Now I hold you in my mind, ever searching, for to find, some new way to call me thine. Precious, like a dove.

Little faerie gather here, come now closer to me dear, never fret and never fear. Treasure, from a cove.

Little faerie call me now, racing to you, then somehow, I will fight, and break my brow, just to see you love.

Faerie distant, faerie close, fae creature haunts me like a ghost.

Faerie danced into my mind, one day, distant, will be mine.

[spiritus-malum]

I implore you now, oh moon,

Fata volente, Fata volente.

help me see them all, so soon.

Fata volente, Fata volente.

I would give up my whole life,

Fata volente, Fata volente.

just to see them one fine night.

Fata volente, Fata volente.

Hide no more, your praises sing,

Fata volente, Fata volente.

Help me seek them in my ring.

Fata volente, Fata volente.

Distance is as distance was,

Fata volente, Fata volente.

help me cross this distance once.

Fata volente, Fata volente.

Let me stay there, all our life,

Fata volente, Fata volente.

Me, my lovers, and my wife.

Fata volente, Fata volente.

[spiritus-malum]

Tired desire, flit and flicker.

Mortal wires, sifting shifter.

Inner fires bit, so bitter.

Longing ires fit, and fit her.

Wish the worlds were mine.

[spiritus-malum]

Silver obol hangs above, Huntress guides. Darkened clouds part for doves, mortals hide.

"Come to me, oh font of wisdom, now where're you are. Will not bind you, know no prison, for binding Goddess' from afar."

I seek only see your strength, take me now oh Huntress. Every bone of my body break, pain in me encompass.

Silver obol sets below, neath the trees. Wizard dealt her final blow, sinks to her knees.