sex wizards

And suddenly, I am just that: a Wizard, by God! A Diviner! I pull back the Silver and peer deeply into the abyss of you, aura shaped smoke screens of a heady texture crawling over my fingers and along your skin. I worship you slow, and deep, licking up the salt off your palms and winding the taste into my Spellcraft, oh, all only to impress you, my formidable muse! Hear my whining, the thick sobs, my Cacophany of fingernail carving and the gentle feather dance of kiss after kiss after...! Ohh, hear my Prayer now! Let me melt into you, let us inter- twine as souls do! Engorge on the Magick of the sexually strange! I raise my arms, Aha! Sound the Violins! You scream and the visions dance, and all at once, we became Silence, and the bedsheets were linen, and the moth hit the window.