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Spellbound

Heaven help me…

You have something
that has me spellbound,
a black magic that enchants,
making me feel ironbound,
I moves as if I was a puppet or zombie
yet I do not mind your malice;
I crave that Voodoo that you do, you are wicked
but I wish only to drink from your chalice.
In my life, the light you have eclipsed;
disturbing my senses making me yours, completely.

For you, I forget myself
and try as I might to pretend,
I can not escape your spell,
no longer do I wish to comprehend,
what it is that holds me to you, I just know,
there is no where that I am safe.  
Your black magic kills my will, burns my soul
it elevates me into your arms under your control,
taking me when, where and as you want,
you possess the power over soul and heart.  

A very malignant love
this black magic witchcraft,
you have mastered these
malefic feelings without shame;
I love you, but you, love my pain,
making it your personal sabbat
and I your willing sacrificial slave.

There is never a day when,
your body I do not wish to seek,
or a day when I would not be willing
to renounce everything I am to be at your feet .
If you offered me your sex,
I would walk myself there, naked,
right to your very door step,
my sense of self, I would simply forget,
relinquish all I am to you without protest.

Heaven help me…

Gypsy Red



Written by marielavoue (Gypsy Red)
Published | Edited 27th Aug 2013
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