Have you ever wondered how to find a witch that would bespell you? The one that would let you close? One that would embrace you, even grant you pieces of their skin? Gift you kisses? Tingle your soul into madness and set this world on fire?
Maybe you have tried to summon one.
With ice cream and with wine,
With needles and with shards.
With unspoken words whispered into darkness.
But you don‘t have to.
Safe the ice cream and the wine.
Hide the needles, spare the porcelain.
A witch like this can be simply picked up at the right corner of the street at night.
Just like a piece of meat that has nowhere to be and fears to decay.
Mistress witch writes 