secret names

lyric poetry; Isis to Osiris

avournine lad with your gold tambourine
and your saturnine black viper eyes (so like mine!)
you came to Cairo and they called you comely:
horror, you adore, I adore, horror.

you like the tricks up my silver silk sleeves,
and I am your magician, your Medusa's-head shield,
I am Isis with your secret names,
and when you walk in the shadow of the Valley of Death,
you call to me, my love,
and I'll walk where you lead, Osiris, my brother, blissfully into hell and back.