My Spell is Passion

My spell is passion and it is my art
My song can entrance your human heart
My eyes can see into your Soul
My hands can make your Spirit whole
And if you chance to know my face
You'll want my hold
To be your last embrace...

I am unlike most mortal lasses
You retain your freedom and your passions
I came upon your lonely cries
Hoped to reveal beauty to your eyes
So shun the world that you have known
Spend your nights wild and warm
Learn of the realms which are my own
Let passion consume your very form

You shall be known by other men
For your great works of voice and pen
Through the kisses that I shall give
Inspiration in you will live

My spell is passion and it is my art
My song can entrance a human heart
And if you chance to know my face
You'll want my hold
To be your last embrace...