My stanzas stand the time of musk
And the quaintness and dust.
Within the longevities of worn books,
And bookworms sprawling on my shelves.
Poetically salivating for mortalities flesh,
Scribing on cobwebs I prose sexualities.
With my eternal quill I spin ambidextrously,
My swinging cock.
I Aadagio Sebadicus bequeath to you
Sensualities within my yellowed tomes.
On pages of eroticism I write poetically,
Lust and fornication dripping cum.
The swill of absinthe in my chalice I sip,
On inebriation and curses I transcribe.
My muses cunt seducing my masturbation.
Her tits lactating hidden chapters.
As shadows come into play on given prose,
Beneath the gables high above,
I wander within my obelisk boudoir.
My penis dipping into the well of my dreams.
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