bathofmelusine:

Tomorrow, at dawn, I will watch the sun rise and I will capture the blood and gold it will shed for its ascent. I will pour them back into my bath, pour them into my hair, submerged with flowers and rose water. I will murmur ritual orgasms to the divine Amadeo. I will light a white candle in my cauldron filled with water, which I will let burn in its entirety to scry into the drops of wax at the end of the day. I will lay generous offerings of honeyed milk and lavender on my altar, amidst the red smoke of a heady incense. I will write witch’s secrets into my Bible pages. I will cook a dagyde filled with herbs in the oven, and I will plunge it into a jar of honey at nightfall.