Spell Cast
While you lay awake,
what whispers of sensation,
are left on your skin?
The feel of silence,
has filled you with such loud thoughts,
of this person here;
she has slept enough
for you to absorb and smell.
The spell she has cast,
left you hypnotized.
You wish this witch, won't take flight,
delicious her might.
Copyright © Jessica Arteaga | Year Posted 2009
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