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Jun 2014
She lies naked,
spread eagle
inside the circle,
glittering
in the candlelight.

Whispering
ancient-incantations
& chanting her desires,
she offers herself up,
guides me
with her circular
fingers.

And in a heightened
state of consciousness,
I awaken,
crazy with lust.

Unable to fight her,
I grip myself
imagining her treasures,
O what pleasure!

I feel her wizardry
with rapid movements,
am blown away
into another dimension,
hexed by her charms.

O my sweet sorceress,
how quickly
I succumb
to your magical ways,
so overcome
by your pixie dust!
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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