A Shaman looks into my face.
His sapphire eyes are placid, yet fragmented.
I cannot fathom what his unlimited mind holds for me.
I want to get inside of him,
Break him,
Be broken by him...
He has the power to lift me up from the damp shadows into the light,
Past the light.
His consciousness will diffuse throughout my body,
Leaving me in flames that will never burn out.
He will enter into me as if waiting all along to touch me.
His enchanted hands shall calm me,
His body send me into a furious tremor.
Our bodies will rock into decadence.
And the night's magick will surround us.
The Shaman will leave me in ecstacy.
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Submission Name: The Shaman (partly revised)
