Simbul Of Faerun Poem by Folayemi Akande

O ye, the mighty sorceress of Faerun
The ruse that you cast upon my frail heart,
Have no weight to stew my testoteron
For my heart have many eyes as a dart.

Your will power have no say on my pulse
For I'm dip as your sea of fallen stars
Be not Barbarian in heat of your curse
Thy force, although, emerge in angered mass.

To lust for ye will be your magic wand
For your love is cursed as your lonesome days
Chant me with the woes of Alamber sand
And see if mountains will dim through the haze.

Thy beau is carnal as your loveliness
To resist ist fall for your wholesomness.