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From the breeze let my voice sail to the ears
The Falcon, to the Eagle, and the Raven, may my words adhere
The comrades of my brotherhood, the Wizard, the Sorcerer the cosmic forces found in three
The bewitching sorceress has confined me in the mirror of eternity
Give me liberty from within the death of this hallowed meditative cell
I need the chains to be broken from her alluring spell
And just like that smoke swirled around my feet
Give me powers Black Panther of the universe to stalk her scent like a hungry wolf
Devouring her existence after siphoning her like a hungry beast
Warlock supremacy rule once again
No more invocations shall be the hindrance of my oath as I draw her in
Her embracing force, her touch I will place my mark upon her skin
In the legion of my magic will reach beyond broken glass
Outsourced her fourscore, she will never last
My voice permeating her mind
Inhaling and blowing my hot breath in anger to the marauding corners of time
I need you sorceress, in my world ruled by the oceans, the sea, by land
Unto my side you shall kneel as I take your hand
You have taken the throne of my powers not by hair
Snared my virility in the ecstasy of your lair
Let the spirit of me defend the swoon of your feeble magic
By the amulet dangling around my neck
You will become a living zombie to my needs under my commands from the rise of the sun to the moon in the sky when it sets
Sight without sound tenderly stroking you, keeping you wet
My earthly concubine
Let my wrath surround the sorceress where she bows only to me, under my time
Within the comfort of her creamy paradise, my name trembling off her lips as I please
Sorceress hear my voice tantalizing your kiss in the wind
My palms languish up your thighs unto me I commend
Open your sacred portal and let fate of this night and destiny collide
Allow my tongue to seek the saturated wonders once found inside
When the high moon illuminates from the sky
My skin tingles I could not fathom why
Could it be the Warlock still has my beating heart
Wanting to drain me under a blanket of midnight stars
Traveling the forest, inhaling my seductive inviting scent
I hear the alluring howls of a Warlock wizardry in relent
Hum… what's a enchantress to do
Without her book of incantations to conjure an invocation or two
Closing my eyes, as a chant within my temple I shall use
The abyss of my core, once inside my seduction shall coax the Warlock within the desires of my brew
I summon the raging winds to the East I command counseling of your spirit
To the West my soul is the sacrificed endearment
To the North, I bow in the compliance of its wishes
To grant this ritual bequest unto me
I stand among the universe my Creole ancestral elevated my degrees
My love potion it swishes
Until the bed of Mother Earth’s South as it embeds, sowed to a heart, to the lips, delicious
I looked around the forest, in a mist of fog piercing eyes pinned on me
How much of my life force did I happen to use, as I glanced down at the bed of saturated leaves
Howls to my Hunter's Moon, indenting as I weakened from the pleasure of emotional fangs
Into my tender flesh, with each moan the deeper they sank
Thrilling, exciting
Legs wrapped around a Warlocks back, blanketing his cravings, buttocks cupped, mmm.... he’s tenderly biting
Paralyzed to move, I hear his haughty laugh as he plummet deep into the supremacy of my sacred dew
Mm… his muscular physique, his hands, making such passionate and tender love to appease
In the distance, I hear the denied outcries over the elevated trees
Right before I climaxed, I seen a pair of hypnotic eyes staring down at me
Oh no… no it just can’t be
‘You belong to me sorceress and each night in your silk covered bed I will appease’
His whispered breath in my ear, marinated my thoughts for my body to tease
Moving with the rhythm of his nature, once cradled by my consonants and cumming off my sensual vowels once he seeps
Deeper inside the verbs of our slicken movements, he imprisons my thoughts, dominating my carnal action
His tender wisps of passion, his lips tattooing all over my skin, my eyes fluttering close, the feelings, the emotions, becoming lost in the Superior Warlock's satisfaction
Before the calling of the Sun
In his arms, I would have found the meaning of Kingdom come
Encasing the spell to keep him locked behind the mirror
I hear his echoes on the summer breeze as it drifts, sometimes a quiet kiss upon my lips
I feel his scent revolving around me, it's much clearer
Sitting up lifting my cell phone
Girl, do you know what time it is... I’m getting a piece of a handsome hard bone
Elvira, I will be coming over
To my home
Yeah… bad night and my dreams still continue to hover
Give me ten minutes... well make it half an hour and be careful I heard those wolves howling in plain sight
Thank you, and alright
In The Beginning, There Was Me
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