The Invitation Poem by John Duffy

Let me in
I whisper in the darkness



Across deep blue oceans and rocky yellow sandy shores



To warm you up my new love

For I'm so hot



Let my whispered dark spells

Carried by grey smoke in the gushing four winds



Reach those once frozen tears



Falling from those beautiful eyes and reach deep into your lonely heart.



Feel its raw flame

Crimson like its one true colour



As it engulfs you with total ease



Hot to the touch like fire



So addictive and seductively consuming



But beware



When it touches humans

Some are forever emotionally ruined



But like a rare expensive bottle of red wine

Bestowed from the dark places unvisited



Let me melt those cold glaciers that surround you with soul-warming fires



Burning and spinning within my endless dark eyes



Feel the heat from my hands on your breast

The breath of my mouth



Tasting each word as your soul opens up

Its dark doors and pleads to confess



No more to wait



But to climb my red ladder out of the darkness of Naamah's endless grey void



Before your beautiful soul is tainted and stands in line



With so many others who make a mockery of emotions



Before they are destroyed



No more to lie frozen under heartbroken spells



Conjured by dark shadows from leather-bound grimoires from the Lesser Key of Solomon



As you bathe in deep silence under a darkened purple-hued sky



Let that flame that once flickered so low but never really died



Those discarded old dreams which once laid forgotten in old days and lonely nights



Come back to life



As I force back Damballa's darkness with my shining Astral knife



Are you kneeling naked and vulnerable in your red room



Awaiting my soft touch



Can I baptise you like Saint John The Baptist



To walk knee-deep into new seas of Galilee



Is that low spark of Longing

On fire in your very centre



Your precious divine spiritual altar



Aflame and burning so bright



Are you ready to get drunk on this lascivious potion



I always carry



Stolen from the encampments on the perilous mountains of Asmodeus called Mother Temptation



Will you drink and feel the burn



To melt as all those old once hidden feelings



Slowly return



Will you then sleep unfrozen as they creep in



Is it then you will ask me

In hushed soft whispers to take you under and whisper new red love spells



To listen as you then slowly confess



As your soul no longer weeps



Just say yes

And acquiesce

My new muse



I'll be that willing shoulder and ear to listen

As all your previous fears have a means to be expressed

As your new eyes shine in an exotic half-light and begin to come alive and glisten


Copyright John Duffy