Halloween 2020
Joshua Kinsel 1984 (San Antonio, tx)
The devil bowed low, that serpent of old,
In the red glow, my soul almost sold,
The coven danced close, her hips drew me in, Madam Mims touch, spells set to begin,
Lights glowing bright, full spectrum of color, lost in a trance, they now have another,
Closer they circle, enchantments they utter, her branch turns to swine, her horns wave the cutter,
Blood drips from knives, the sacrifice paid, for power from graves, their live they trade,
Long lives are lived, the younger they grow, Satan is present, to reap what they sow,
Halloweens blood moon, shines bright and full, the fire gets lit, the air is too cool,
Cold blows the wind, the spirits come forth, summoned, the shaman welcomes the horde,
Power is transformed, with an energy blast, shockwaves are deafening, the spell has been cast,
Under his control, the witches unite, slipping from their robes, the orgy's tonight,
I sit back and watch her, crawl up to me, joined by another, I enter her deep,
She cums and she whispers, the words of her spell, focused on my eyes, a secret, she tells,
Says that her girlfriend, likes me a little, knowing her that way, I'm stuck in the middle,
They look so sexy, covered in lace, I let them both ride, then cum on my face,
But darkness surrounds me, before the sunrise, gone are the witches, as I open my eyes
About this poem
Real life experience...kinda freaked me out at the time it happened...
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Written on January 04, 2021
Submitted by Joshua.Kinsel on January 28, 2024
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