The Vision Bleak - Chapter X: The Witch with Eyes of Amber

I met a witch with amber eyes
who slowly sang a scarlet rune,
shifting to an icy laughter
like the laughter of the moon.

Red as a wanton's was her mouth
and fair the breast she bade me take.
With a word that clove and clung,
burning like a furnace-flake.

But from her bright and lifted bosom,
when I touched it with my hand,
came the many-needled coldness
of a glacier-taken land.

And lo, the witch with eyes of amber
vanished like a blown-out flame.
Leaving but the lichen-eaten stone
that wore a blotted name.