There are sparks flying from her finger tips

Arcane words are coming from sweet blood red lips

Her aura has a blue tint, tinged in black

The power is coming so you had better step back

Beautiful is only one of many words to describe her

You are taken with those misty eyes. Are you not sir?

Falling into those pools of darkness with out light

There is awesome mystery brewing this night

She smiles and you feel that pull to come near

But you hold yourself back out of pure fear

Yet as you see the sensuousness of her curves

The deftness of her moves calms your nerves

Nodding you feel yourself give to her attack

She has you now and there is no turning back

You will worship her for all that is practical

She has turned you to her, this Lady Magical