So mote it be...

Hail! spirits of carnal pleasure
grant to me bodily treasure
of white silken thighs and rose-tip breasts,
of fire and frenzy and melting caress

of encompassing sighs on lips so sweet
kissed upon wanton meat
breath a whisper, and hands softly seek
everlasting pleasures that I shall keep.

So mote it be , my magic weaved upon thee....

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Pleasures Undone • next in list

A contest entry

Cast Me Under a Spell by StormGoddess. 700 points, ended November 10, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest

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Overcast
November 3, 2008

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Oh, wow, this is absolutely b-e-a-u-tiful ( and I don't even usually enjoy the sort of thing very much- which is to your credit, by the way!).
Keep the good stuff coming!
Galaxy2
November 2, 2008

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Wonderful expressions...
'bodily treasures'
'white silken thighs'
'rose-tip breasts'
'wanton meat'...
Brilliant!
Gal
- RareFlower
  November 2, 2008
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  Thankyou
  Thankyou for your time to leave comments!
  im glad you enjoyed it and maybe filled you with some of it's magic?
  Lol take care
  RF