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My Aprhrodisiac

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I give freely my darken soul.
Freedom of scribe I idolize.
Sensuality and pleasures as I see.
All that is holy and my aphrodisiac. 

Eroticism I compose,
like a transparent web
I weave of prose.
Mystic fornication.

Giving but a peek into me,
I write of spirits. 
Conversing in shadows,
that which is lust. 

My quill spills ink,
on paper I scribble. 
Into the night,
flowing raptures of flesh. 

Seeking the sublime, 
of the heavenly vagina.
Taking communion on
juices of her ambrosia. 

I give freely my darken soul.
My cock rises for my muse,
as I genuflect on my knees.
All that is holy and my aphrodisiac.

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