Summoned something far too great,
Little witch who's filled with hate,
A tempting stare and lustrous lips,
A silken form against your hips.
Cast a spell that's far too big,
Little witch who lit her cig,
A beast of romance and sensual lust,
A demon pressed against your bust.
Summoned something dark inside,
Little witch who cannot hide,
The burning passion of hell below,
Melts your heart of ice and snow.
Cast a spell to set her free,
Little witch who wants eternity,
With a demon blue, who's love you share,
Forever lost, inside her stare.
~Beckit
