omobolanle Abodunrin

Black Magic

I am the sorceress
and you are my captive
for you have answered to the call of my incense
i have prepared mounds and wrapped them in oil and salt
to brand my taste on your chest
with my whispers sing the hairs in your ears
and make you deaf to all others
to make the memory of me run in your veins
a virus

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