Magick.

Hey vixen, I'll embrace you, if you're anything like, Wiccan-
Gaze into your sexual eyes, on magical nights, warmed by intense fire of our kindred soul-
Pull you close-                                           Invoking erotic ecstasy within my hold-                     Tempt your spirits, into breeding, lusting-                   Thriving-                                                Writhing-                                                      Thrusting-                                                       As you let go-                                                 With my, hard-earned sweat, I'll salt your body-      
Letting it run down your silken skin-
Like great drops of rain, it'll fall-
Showering your flesh, and seep into your every pore-
Eyes of insatiable lust, gaze into your soul-
Tongue like ancient serpent slithers his way deep-
Down deep-
Thru open lips-
Over your clit, and into your soul-
Gasping deeply-
Resisting weakly-
You cum as you can take no more-