Potion

Dust me off and give me air,

Remove the cork and sniff what's there.

That's the aroma of magic bottled

Of herbs dry-racked and mushrooms throttled.

A mixture concocted to tempt you

An elixir designed to ensnare you...

Now if you were to take a sip

Of what I offer you

That's right, just bring me to your lips

And drink me, brave and true.

I promise much in what I hold

And your reward for being bold

Is what you desire, your need, your wish -

Just whisper it and I will dish

It up for you, like a pig on a plate:

Whatever it is, don't hesitate.

That's it...and now it's coming out...

Your essence, deep and dark...

As you reach inside and draw it out

Like a larvae unremarked.

Be careful in what you wish for today

For you might just find it comes your way

And with desire, conflict trails

With its spear and its sword and its cat-o-nine tails.