this
magical spell
your eyes now read
upon you now is cast.
for lusts enticing lure has
within you found its hold
beginning with the
warming tingling joy
excitement within your
chest  like  butterflies.
And you notice the buzz
of energy within you, slow
circling low  to  find  your
stomach and reaches its
lovely shimmering tendrils
now through your hips as
you sit, down your arms as
you read, up your neck as
you perceive that stirring
as all energy in nature must
find a place to go. And you
are a man and you may now
just begin to see where such
energy must go to be let free!
It moves in your stomach as little pangs
of lust but then drifts like falling steaming rain lower.
And can you feel where it has gone? The energy of such
heated lust? Your legs feel small quivers. The energy is taking
root. At the base. Of your shaft. Deep inside its trunk. Stiffening
the wood from within. Tightening it. Swelling it with sap. Only the
tightness grows yet tighter. and tighter still. But you are not a tree
you are a man of flesh and blood and bone. Your heart pounding
in your chest as mine beats behind my breasts. Erection.