Under the moonlight

Behind those dark eyes
Strip my cloth,
But my panties
Undress me under the moonlight

Kiss my lips passionately
Boil the blood in my veins
With the warmth of your breath,
Your hand stroking my ass

Saddle up, I am anxious to mount
It’s show time honey
Down the pole and up,
Shall we hit a home run baby?

Undress me under the moonlight
The truth of my body,
Breathe it in, all of me,
Until you scream, “enough!” “Enough!”

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Phantoms

The demon in me
Check the shell and spill it’s secrets
Like and egg on a bare rock,
Before the sun for the world to see

The mind is an inferno
Ballads of the dead echo
Within the classics of the ancient
The winding chains around my heart

Pour me some blood
Quench this lust
And sooth my lust
The loins of a young maiden I long

To feel the warmth of her skin
With the sweat running on my back
Her veins pumped on her neck
And my fangs flashing in the moonlight

The death of flower
Withering with each kiss
Lies another body on my chest
The phantoms in my dreams

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Blood on the grass

Flames light inside
Thirst runs deep
A wanting to want you

Veils of lust
Scatter petals of blood red
Smoke essence of painted daisies

A six and a nine,
A heaven and a seven
A beautiful dungeon

Smell the flower of youth
Fine berries dripping honey
A warm skin washed in a bath of milk

A harmony of forest sparrows
Pants wolves under a full moon,
The blood of a deer,
On a blade of a virgin grass

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Wet

Just not yet
A little more feeling
Get me wet
Touch me softly
Speaking to my soul
Melt the snow around this heart

Heat me up,
Let it boil within,
The thirst of your kisses,
Tender on my neck,
Suck me dry
Be it the last night,
as long as am weak in your arms

The moon watches,
the sun at midnight,
and the roses poison the dark,
So we, drunk in love,
echo the stars,
sweating the dew
in the park,
by the fountain of youth

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And I feel

He slides his hand down,
and I feel the warmth of his skin on mine

His figures play search me,
and I feel the strong and yet tender touch

He rubs me gently,
and I feel the tempo of his breath

On my neck,
and I hear the cry of his soul

He draws me into his world of perversions,
and I feel my knees giving into the weight of my heart

Pounding,
and I feel the cravings of a lustful body

Kissing,
and I imagine nothing better

The tender touch of wet lips,
and the dance of ballet tongues

My weight in his arms,
and I feel like an ocean of roses

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Ocean of roses

He slides his hand down,
and I feel the warmth of his skin on mine

His figures play search me,
and I feel the strong and yet tender touch

He rubs me gently,
and I feel the tempo of his breath

On my neck,
and I hear the cry of his soul

He draws me into his world of perversion ,
and I feel my knees giving into the weight of my heart

Pounding,
and I feel the cravings of a lustful body

Kissing,
and I imagine nothing better

The tender touch of wet lips,
and the dance of ballet tongues

My weight in his arms,
and am lost of myself,
into this ocean of roses

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A goddess

She was a beauty,
Fairness glowed in her youth
Her crystal skin,
And a thumping heart
The eyes of innocence,
With her breath of life
She exhaled into me

“Please have my soul”
Her veil of virginity
Robe of purity
Torn off her flesh
But a black lingerie,
Which she held onto
Her left hand across her chest

A shame of Eden
Beneath a rising sun,
A radiance of true beauty
The art of a Potter’s hand,
With her perfect curves,
A Queen to sit,
On the throne of hearts

We laid silent,
In a bed of Wolf’s skin,
Staring at the white ceiling
Her dark hair spread all over
Cuddling in the white fur
Like a goddess
A goddess

This loop in my mind,
Her fragrance filled in my lungs
Her silhouettes flashing in my dreams,
These beautiful nightmares,
And the echoes of her melodic voice
When we rolled, in a garden of roses

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Just hold me

With a pounding heart,
Pull me quick into your arms,
Sighing onto me,
The breath from your lips
On my neck,

Around my ear,
Whispering,
“I love you”
With your hand in my hair,
Rubbing me gently

Draw in,
Into your lungs,
The smell of my fragrance
Feel it spread out
Inside your chest

Exhaling into me,
With your lips against mine,
The essence of a thirst
Running deep from within
The chambers of your heart

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A gunslinger

A darkness engulfs my heart
Devouring it’s fibers
One big chunk at time

Am lost of a soul,
But a wondering spirit,
With a decaying body

I hate to love,
Love to kill,
And kill for joy

I make bed in a den,
Where my head rests on skulls
Drowning in this pool of a nightmare

A young maiden,
Blooming,
With fair skin

Long dark hair
Swimming,
In a wooden bath

She smells of roses,
Standing within a flaring curtain
White, and lucid

She drips of innocence
Walking unto me
On the oak floor

She leaves tiny prints
Of her virgin feet,
Towards a canopy bed

Where white sheets fall
Like a stream onto the floor
With dotted petals of red

She climbs unruffled,
With a cordial smile
But salacious stare

Crawling slowly
To find my lips,
Kissing lightly

Feeling her cold,
Tingle my warm skin,
About the loins

Before laying gently
Her head on my chest
My hand about her shoulder

Humming to a heart’s beat
The hymn of the fallen ones
The tale of a blood brother

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