The Spell Of My Words

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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From Kink, Volume 3