The Song of Argento

Blessed be.

Velumbound.

With your last breath

Of the midnight hour

Will you hear

This call

From my towers

Will you join my company

Going past

To a world

Of neverending pleasures

That will last forever

Where sensuous music

With wild voices

Will put your soul

At risk

With its seductive power

And make your Fate

Close its ivory gates.

No longer to lament

But be courageous.

To welcome me

In.

To pitch my tent

With my powers

Of enchantment and pleasure

As my kin

That will seem

Heaven sent.

To those that

Seek love

And intimate sin.

A contradiction

Of above and below.

For I know

When all lascivious

Tensions must go.

So shed your fears

As you

To me

Are led

The Golden Goddess

Of all Exiles.

To a place

Where purple butterflies

Fly to

Die.

Come to me.

Come to me.

(C) 

Copyright John Duffy