THE SPELL

The tale of a mermaid
And a cloud caught by a gargoyle
I made your lips.

The Kings gold
And the heart of an artist, 
I made your eyes.

The god of silk
And the wizard's weaver,
I made your skin.

Stories of voyagers
And Galileo's maps
I made your curves.

A harvester's dream
And a farmer's hand,
The freshness of your body now exists.

With Medusa's greatest spell
And the power of a vampire's heart
I fell in love