Spell Poem by Crimson Love

My hand reaches out carressing your love,
My fingers trace a line along your parted lips,
My hand reaches down, I place a hand upon your hip,

My words floating around you,
enthrawled with this kiss,
You feel the extacy that is crimson,
A kiss so slow and full of passion.

Suddenly fierce, moving about wildly,
Our bodies cannot come together fast enough,
I need your lips forever on mine,
A lustful spell envelopes us both,
Forever under this spell, we'll stay,
untill the morning, and until nights decay.