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Nightly Bewitched

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Wile away your mortality,
By denying what is truth.
Dark erotica is no stranger,
To unbelievers in denial. 

The sage of Aberdeen,
Needs no philosophers.
For I am the Sandman,
Fornicating at dusk. 

Upon the dais splayed, 
And nakedly aroused. 
Lays epitome of seduction,
And my nocturnal desires.

As she kisses and hisses,
The carved ivory.
The phallus of surrender,
My nightly bewitched. 

Caressing her breasts,
Inhaling her lactations.
My cock soars,
To the oyster between her thighs.

The swollen shaft of me,
Thrusting home my words.
Engraved in my penis,
Spewing cum.

No sympathy I need,
For I am not mad.
Dark erotica is no stranger,
To unbelievers in denial.

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