The Spell Of My Words

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It is art, not advice.

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I want to trap you
in the spell
of my words.

Entice you.
Intoxicate you.
Immerse you.
Curse you,
into the excess consumption
of my mind.

Just words on a page?
No.
Not at all.
Not by half.
Visions of an alternate universe.
Glimpses of possibility,
of chance,
of potential.
A window into the shadow
And heaven
And everything in between.

Each word
a spell.
Each poem
a promise.
Each book
a new life.

Yes,
I want to trap you.
Transform you.
Take you places
even your imagination
doesn’t dare venture.
Into the depths of darkness.
Into the heights of heaven.
Mesmerize you
in the moment.
Transfix you
in the turning
of the page.

Please,
take a moment.

Read my words
and tell me,
if I have succeeded?

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This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 3

She Wanted Me

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It is art, not advice.

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She wanted me to ask
She wanted me to explore
She wanted me to speak
She wanted me to want more

She wanted me to command her
To tell her what was required
To tell her how to sit
To tell her she was desired

She wanted me to know
What was in her mind
What she wanted to do
What would make her spellbind

She wanted my inside her
Mind, body, and soul
She wanted me
To make her whole

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This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2

My Little Kinker Bell

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It is art, not advice.

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My Little Kinker Bell,
She told me I could
‘Look but
Not tell’.

She wanted me
To hold space
For her
‘No never place’.

She
Quietly asked me,
‘Would you dare
Touch me there?’

She bit her lip
And wiggled her hips,
And with tinkling giggle she spun and said,
‘Oh dear, I hope my dress doesn’t slip!’

With such a cute face,
How could I deny,
Teaching her the many ways
In which she was to comply?

I told her
In no uncertain terms
It’s time to grow up my Little Kinker Bell
It’s time for you to learn.

I told her to
Wear her wings,
Her costume with the bells
And other pretty things.

I told her that
If she wanted to earn my lust.
She’d be a good little pixie
And swallow some magic dust.

‘Come my dear
Take a seat on daddy’s lap,
First we’re gonna play,
Then I’ll put you down for your nap.’

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This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 2