Far beyond driven.

Aching with need,

Sexual core riven.


Your body,

Your mind,

Your soul.

Opening me,

Consuming me whole.


Bewitched, enslaved.

Longing to touch,

Sexual ecstacy craved.


My body,

My mind

My soul.

Open to your spell,

Wrapped into your fold.

Perpetual Halloween

I know a few tricks that’ll give you a treat.
Things that’ll make you tingle from your head to your feet.
I know how to raise passion, stoke your inner fires.
I’ll scare you half rigid giving all you’ve desired.
I know an incantation that’ll steal your soul.
But no words are spoken it’s a physical tome.
Where touch, the darkest touch, claims you for eternity.
Taking Beauty into Beast’s perpetual Halloween.