The Magic Spell
The Magic Spell
Sandwiched tween the satin sheets,
My head at rest upon your breast,
Snuggled up to warm our hearts,
Lavender scents the air its breath.
A starlight flash adorns the room,
Alas ! a fairy queen has come,
to cast a magic spell of love,
A sensual movement of your hips,
informs our lips to seal a wish
The dampness on your brow it says,
that cosmic fluid has to flow,
to burst the bubble that has grown,
and melt the moment that has shown.
Copyright © Michael Bell | Year Posted 2017
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