My muse in duende

Duende is fiery, forgetting one’s name in hell’s a blessing, in flames, where my angel dwells, with only your name on her lips: domme morrigan in heaven

Scared in loving, when a message comes, and I think, when we talk, raelene, and her life, as I know her, is ending

All duende, alight, my life ending, entering my muse, just beginning,

As a caterpillar, inevitably facing its end, entering a passage of rite, shapeshifts into a butterfly

Do you know how very terrifying you are, craftmaker?

Desire shapeshifting into you, my Queen,

You’ve become key of love, Queen of Heaven or Queen of hell, my desiring, you’re

Teeth to bear my heart, in duende, where you are Queen of Everything

Fear the only undoing,

Unfolding in you, a butterfly in duende, in you I surrender, domme morrigan, to be near, whisper your real name, alight in flames, in heaven or hell, bliss not caring