Keys of the Night

From Pixabay

The mystery and magic of She who holds the keys of night began to unfold as my words delicately caressed her fragrant skin.

Black velvet robe falling to the floor, she brought me to my knees and pulled me in deeper, deeper to swim in seas of sensuality.

Enticed, enchanted, charmed …

I fell under my own spell, for that Witch of mine, she knew me well. In her eyes and in her arms I found both the agonies and ecstasies of heaven and hell.

Eily Nash ~2021


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