Wicked
Breathing, balmy whispers flow across our cheeks
Coaxing, wayward senses spiral deep
Savored, magic's enchanted powers thrill
Toward infinite surrender, as chaotic hearts
Engulf our tryst of taboo dreams
Copyright © Karen Anglesey | Year Posted 2013
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