The Spell

swirl of tongue

glide of hand

succulent and zest

trace a heartbeat, gentle touch

remove the AiR from breath

dampen

finger tips remove

the fabric from your skin

taste the cauldron

feel the heat

the movements from within

add to breeze

song meadow lark

rhythm of the stream

feel the thunderous

pounding hooves

soothing soul within

delve the pages

sift the book

searching

wonder why?

dance of hands

soft auburn hair

swaying under stars

turn the oil lamp

dampen light

shadows move as one

catching moonlight

in your eyes

feelings have begun