Her name was Sasha.
A name that tasted like raw honey + razor blades.
Every Saturday night she came to dance at my bar to do what I fully believed was to weave her black magic through the intimate crowd that gathered.
Capturing their attention, feeding on their unholy desires, + bringing everyone down to their knees.
Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings.
A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic.
Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder.
So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me.
Tap into your Inner Sex Kitten + unleash her prowress.
Get my FREE audio to guide you to her
Then head over to SexLoveYoga.com to go down the rabbit hole of more relationship + sexual expansion.
Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer
Music by Lena Ozea
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