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I Am a Child of Lilith

Posted in Poetry... with tags , , , , , on 11/07/2013 by Keona-Mlh aka Beauty by LTL

I Am a Child of Lilith

 

I am a child of Lilith.

As her child,

I honor her daily.

In every Aspect of my life,

When I am in need

She is there.

When I am lost

She is the light to guide my way.

I represent the sensuality that is Lilith.

I am the Succubus that is feared yet wanted.

I am the Incubus that is loved, yet yearned.

I am the child of the Great Goddess Lilith.

The Owl,

The Vampire,

Mother of All.

She knows who is true.

She knows who is real.

She is not to be played with.

I am a child of Lilith

Brought into being

Celebrating her, right here in the

Night Kith of A’slitah

 

(c) Keona Aligntry Eshrytew

 

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A Mother’s Embrace

Posted in Poetry... with tags , , , on 09/19/2013 by Keona-Mlh aka Beauty by LTL

A Mother’s Embrace

There are times when I walk with her at night. I feel her beside me. Holding me, caressing me. Making sure that I know who I am as a Woman, A Vampire, and a Child of Darkness. There are times when I never want to let her go.

I cleanse myself in Lemongrass and Sandalwood soap. I shampoo my hair, all being extremely clean and refreshed. Washing away the mundane filth of the day. I step out the shower and I do not dry. I walk straight to the altar.

I light my two black candles on the side, spark up some Dragon’s blood and Myrrh, light the 9 small tea light candles and wash myself over with s sage smudge. No one outside of Mother can get to me now. I offer blood on the glass black rose I have for her. Watching the blood fall between the unmoving petals. It comes to a point where it should drip off. But it just stays there. Holding itself. Waiting.

The circle is cast, banishing of unwanted entities are down. I proceed by calling your name. Softly at first…slowly increasing. With every formation of your name, I feel my body being wrapped by the blanket of the Succubus. I feel the demons of the night reaching up, caressing my feet, legs, thighs, butt, stomach and stopping short of my breast.

I let Lilith’s invocation spill forth from my lips. Letting the imagery drip down my chin and onto my breast. She is behind me. I feel the nails raking against my back. From above, the darkness covers my head, my eyes, my mouth, my neck, and my breast. I am fully in her embrace.

I fall into a deep trance. Dancing with Mother for what seems like an eternity. I do not want to leave. She offers me comfort in my time of need. She offers me love as a mother does. We have our fights…I am her child…and after a few punishments she explains why, and assures me, it is only for my betterment. For her I am eternally grateful. We will never leave one another. No matter the fights. She is there for me, and I her.

I sink into her chest, and watch as she engulfs my body into her world. I wake drenched in sweat. I smell of travels taken and long forgotten. A scent that is never-ending, and all welcoming. The blood on the glass rose, is now gone. There is no drop on my altar. I raise the goblet and drink to her, of her. Becoming her for an instant. I let the candles burn themselves out. Light more essence, listen to some music. And remember the parting kiss Lilitu laid upon my forehead, before I retire from my journey. A mother’s love is strong. No matter what.

~© Rev Keona

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