Promises Of Touch

With your lips, whisper these words to your lover. With your body, scream them.



Silken whispers
Promises of touch
The sweet temptation
Of impending lust

Heated thighs
Swollen breasts
Drenched in fever
At a lover's behest

Forever I've worshiped
With all my soul
Tonight I worship
With my body's roar

Drugged by surrender
Your name on my breath
By rapture, enslaved
Dying a little death

Drip, drop, drop goes blood
Harder we come, closer to God

Fully embodied, lost of mind
In union we reach and touch the Divine


Sex magic honors the power we create when physical duality disappears in passion. It is a potent form of creation and is to be used in the highest of integrity. May bliss flood from your body and drown your lover.




Sarah Beck is a word smith, clairvoyant and modern day witch. She uses her words to alchemise and create reality. Follow her at @writingwithlight