Spellcaster

It starts at my toes
I can feel the magic building
I close my eyes
Clenching my thighs
To concentrate on the spell
Ancient words on my tongue
I can taste them on my lips
Then the magic comes
And the spell is cast
And you are mine forever;
Afterward, I smile at the glow
Snuggling into your arms
Preparing my magic
For the next spell.

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