Aries
Zodiac Spell Oil

The Witch's Cupboard

She wraps her secrets in sweet tobacco,
smooth as tangy wine, she'll have you chasing your shadow.
Her words drip in spice,
from lips covered in red-stained ice.
The aftertaste is that of the blackest pepper,
smoke & kisses sealed in a love letter.

Actions behind closed doors fall off in bits of cloves
while cool mint leaves burn on the kitchen stove.
Glitter-wrapped secrets sparkle like a killer queen,
she'll burn you down in shades of gasoline.

1/2 ounce