My Indecent Spell

indecent spell

It is in

blackened chambers

I cast a spell

on you

only  you

my spell

one of darkness


delicious, decadent desire

that will lick up

every decent

thought you had

and bury them

in folds of my devil

where pulses

milk your fuel

and guttural screams

fill me

more than once




3 thoughts on “My Indecent Spell

  1. Another wonderful piece, it fascinates me how you bring something new to the table (or bed) each time. Out of interest I’ve just posted a piece about a succubus I mention this because you’ll find this happens quite a lot amongst poets in the same circle, very similar themes, entangled minds .

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