On The Hollow Moon
I feel your whisper before you speak.
Offering your flesh for evermore.
On the hollow moon.
Of matrimony before our coffin acropolis.
Caisson shrouded of ebony chenille.
Beneath the quilt of darken cumulus.
Genuflecting before our keep, immortality.
As the winds blow zephyr before obscurity.
Vanishing into silence, echoing.
Your lactation sates my sweet fixation.
Until the Griffon caws virtuoso.
Suckling the emeralds of nipples-vertical.
Thighs of alabaster embrace me.
Like a cyclone screaming.
Basting my vampire soul with your ambrosia.
My talons play aria on your womanly flesh.
The gift I bestow of forever.
Your enamored hands, stroking upon my javelin.
Culmination of cum rising before the dawn.
Time is now grains of sand, on the hollow moon.
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