I should be working now and yet,
My mind goes back to nights of yore;
My fingers freeze against the keys
For all I see or think is her.

She captivates me with her charms,
Seduces me with sensuous moves.
Entices, teases draws me in,
A spider in her web of sin.

And though my heart belongs to her.
And though my soul is not my own
I know,deep deep within that I
Must use strange powers to bring her near.

So many years since I have done
That which I plan now.

Back to my books
Packed deep away
In dust enshrouded cloths,
There to find the magic that
Will bring her to my lust.

When next full moon
Rose petals spread
Soft incense in the air,
Candles red and pink alight
To win my lady fair.

Thrice times I speak,
My name and hers,
Thrice times the candle wax let fall,
Thrice times recite the warlocks words
Then close the spell with ritual deeds.

And she will call me to her side
In darkness shall unite,
There on a bed of passion
Our lust complete the rite.