A Wish To my Deity for Fire
A poem inspired by a spell I was casting in honour of one of my pagan gods.
God of tricks, hear me please
I have begged you to keep my safe
I have asked you for your support.
You granted you abundance and protected me through darkness
but now I beg you please listen, just this once my deity of fire and tricks
grant me happiness, give me a gift of love
a gentleman supportive, strong and willing to be my rock
a man that can help me just as I help him.
Please gift to me a man to love and cherish
who in return loves and cherishes me
A sharply dressed, respected, well educated and cultured man
a gentlemen to all sense of the word, a man with such passion and desire
that the mere touch of his skin sends my heart fluttering
with my mind whirling with lust and hunger for him and only him.
Send to me just this one wish
a man to be my rock to love me as I love him,
Oh Norse god of fire, tricks and mischief you know who I desire
please grant to me this one wish.
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