I'm in Love with a Priestess

I’m in love with a priestess

With her strength, power and might.

For her beautiful grace alone,

I’d surely strike a fight.

So full of magick, so full of love.

For her alone, I send daily doves.

Her dress woven, with a thousand gems and stones

I’d go to hell and back, for that dress alone.

Her devilish features, with an angel face,

I’d venture mountains, rivers, you name the place.

The way she stands, the way she preaches, for her I’d storm a thousand beaches.

I wish I may, I wish I might. . . she is the star, up in the night.