Spellbound

woke up,
tied up,
in scorched attire,

last on my brain
was putting flame
to fire,

I’m being rode
expelling smoke
from my lungs,

silken curses
woven with erotic verses
secrete from my tongue,

all I see is black hair,
tattooed back of stars in air
fall and rising,

conducting on me
a sensual symphony,
tempo hypnotizing,

trip to paradise before I came,
she rains
on the thundering bed,

I sense reality shake
just as I wake
she turns her head...