Words within whispers
On soul, scented incense;
Spanned space and time
To leave me defenseless.

Guided by glances
Transcending translation,
Surrounded and bound me
With love’s incantation.

© Brandewulf 2018


  1. Love is a kind of magic spell, requiring total abandom. Rumor has it, if words oppose caresses, the spell is broken.

    This was so eloquently expressed. Lovely.

    Now back to old me. Since I am from bitches and witches, I decided to turn you into a frog.

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