Author's Note: I wrote this for a prompt of "body" over at The Pokemasters. I felt like the theme fit especially well with Supernatural.
Possession
I throw back
my head. Rapture.
The tongue of angels
fills my ears. Gentle
whispers, splinters
of hope shatter
through me, and I'm
lost to white-hot sensation.
This flesh is no longer
my own, and I am lost.