Posted on July 20, 2015
by Elan Mudrow
Our intimacy is a witch It casts a desire—which Moves me to no words Immobilizes me into A multiple oneness, To stillness, which yearns for… The witch of our movement
Category: PoetryTags: Erotic, Love, Passionate, Poem, Poetry, Sex, Witchcraft, Writing
Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.
Join 34,142 other followers