Magic

I wish to be a wizard of words

Casting spells of woo to gain favor

And if sound of mind and hot in view

May such spell show bedding bodies with waiver

Winner taking hearts through rival removal

Expression turned injury if not demise

The warriors pistol, and sword were tools of duel

For jealous now days plan prison in murders devise

So take light hearted sparks over black magic and powder

Without moving competition to darkness

for empathy is given more to a friend casted in shade

And all having their purpose in balance

May I seek to become fully aware of subject

In order to speak the universal dialect of trust

Let my trance be known with all colors correct

For I seek not to hide my intentions, powers, nor lust

But rather have such a spell reveal myself in full