The genie
Found in the deepness of its lair
There is one that hides from the crowd
Not because he fears them
He fears no one
But because there is no allure to come out
To roam amongst the commoners that drown in their simple ideas
Shrouded in fears and desires that offer nothing that can arouse
He hides in darkness to not be bothered
But is still found out
By few that know of his existence
Why would someone seek him out
If there is no billboard to promote
Or even a bell to ring
He can perform magic
Make your darkest wishes come true
If you are willing to live in his world
That can become your world
He can be where you live
What you dress
What you touch
Taste
See
Smell
Hear
He can be both what you most adore
As well as your worst nightmare
The transformer
The taker
Whose touch can both kill
As well as make you alive
Few have the strength to summon him
Success hangs on the edge of the knife
And failure provides a path of no return
Nothing can stand in his way
Capable of moving mountains to fit his needs
Capable of sending anyone to his knees with a whisper
Unrelenting on those he grabs
If they are the object of his fury
Or of his desire
What magic can he do to you
With you
For you
The most ancient and powerful one
Made with moving bodies
With gestures that make no symbols
With sounds that make no words
With touches that go beyond the skin
Reaching both your heart and your mind
What can you offer him in exchange for your prize
As everything has a price
Specially that which no one else in the world can offer
He has no interest in material possessions
Titles, tales or songs
He has no fancy for bodies
He has seen and touched many
More than one could touch in a lifetime
But he likes dreams and spells
As well as canvas where those two can mix
Where they can form and transform
Both the canvas
As those who see it
Making the body freeze
The blood boil
With sweat running down your face
Stuck between running away
And letting yourself surrender to such sight
Until cast into stone you become
If after all these warnings
You still decide to try your luck
What do you need to do
Empty your canvas so he can paint on it
Give him your dream so he can play with it
Create a spell that can bind you to him
And if he recognises the power of that spell
He will use it to take you
To empty yourself is somewhat easy
To give your dream is even more
But what of that spell
How can that be made
Such spell starts in you
No specific words need to be spoken
But every single one has to be imbued with meaning
Powered by every emotion in your body
To be as strong as the toughest metal
Soft as the softest silk
Bright as the brightest star in the sky
Capable of shining in the darkness that it will invoke
Capable of arousing anyone that it touches
Capable of surviving in the harshest conditions for a lifetime
If you can do this
If you can make this
He will welcome you in
To take you and break you
To shape you in the shape of your dream
Chained to a will that will not let you go
