Black Sorceress Poem by Mark Heathcote

Black sorceress my heart impales at your voice
What is my body if my heart and soul are lost?
If you wave goodbye and turn away I am lost
If a desert stretches between us I am lost.

Black sorceress my heart impales at your choice
What is my hope if the lioness leaves her mate?
If she takes her, leave, just to find another mismate
If she went in search of another bedmate!

Black sorceress my heart impales at your voice
What is my path without my tribal sister?
Or yours without your midnight masseur
Sister, it's a lonely existence without your brother

Black sorceress my heart impales at your choice
Black sorceress my heart impales at your voice
What is my body if my heart and soul are lost?
If you wave goodbye and turn away I am lost
If a desert stretches between us I am lost.