The Infidel's Spell Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
The Infidel's Spell
Lord. Those eyes have put a spell on me
They are not trinkets; they are gems
Of beautiful indigo
You made me an infidel,
A spy against my moral values
I want to crawl beside you
And oil yr body to season
As I consume yr loins
Casting the spell back to you
The magic is all around my mind
And all I want is a touch of yr lips
Surrounding my soul
A captivating write and so absolutely spellbinding too. 10++ and keep writing Leeann keep writing magic. Many thanks for sharing and writing your fine poem. And added to my favs for a witching hour reread.
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I would like to translate this poem
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8/2/2025 6:25:05 PM # 1.0.0
'The magic is all around my mind And all I want is a touch of yr lips Surrounding my soul '.....alluring expression dear LeeAnn. Loved this wonderful poem.