whiteveiledlady

The universe has brought you here and now, welcome to my door, and let your curiosity feed the hunger you never knew existed. The order has twisted this perception and I beg that you only leave the mask on if it’s in the bedroom. Open the windows, your eyes love, the entrance to your soul. I want to feel it. Tingle the hairs on my skin. That chill as it slips ever so gracious down my back. Can you endure the same thrill? My question for this is, does your touch, eyes, tone, movement, and thought capture the ability to synchronize into one flow. If so, wrap you skin to my skin. Let me fill it one every inch. The white witch has sinned and the invitation is knocking on your door to join.



Esoteric Mystic Gypsy