Love Poem: The Visions of Cassandra

The Visions of Cassandra

If I be Witch; Enchantress, yes!
Hades own sweet Sorceress
My Siren's Song to him belongs
Medea, may I wear your dress?
By Spell or Charm, I mean no harm,
Your beating Heart is all I need
Oh, Circe's swine! Where is mine?
Must I pray to Hecate?
With Titan's wrath, as Heroes pass,
I shall capture one for me!

*I have an immense love for Greek mythology so this piece may be more difficult to understand if you are not familiar with the references. "Hecate" is pronounced "Heck-a-tee" and "Circe" is pronounced "Seer-see" or  "Sir-see" :)