They were greeted by the witch
Wearily gazing at her illuminances.
An insatiable light grew as she
Drifts towards them suffusing
Their nostrils with scents of vanilla;
Just rain drops dressing the air.
She offered each a wish, tempting
Propositions satisfying their desires.
The coupled ogled at each other
Dropping into raw groves of each
Other’s understating siting on the
Tips of their partner’s lips.
Their lips smiled simultaneously
Converging their passions into a wish.
Her eyes gazed at his, as his gazed at hers
Heads never shifting back at the witch.
Words of wishes never uttered they just
Kissed, and she knew their cravings were there.