she had a taste ofhis spell, his power;sweeter than honeycombsin a kiss for life till death,he gave her his word,taking her breath…
Verbs weaving a shawl,flesh as a cream diving peach,yet the depth is lord.
Words like a strap:Ma’am flirt thin with my synapse,body will be tamed.
Subtle, velvety,speech veiled in thick autumn myst.I will dig it out.