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Petals And Thorns

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The best of me is yet to be, 
Beside quite whispers I'm at best.
In jest, I quest my evermore, 
Silently scribing erotic lore.

Darkening lines fade to shade,
With my quill I give nil erase,
Temptations of darkening clouds, 
And copulations I stream the ink 

Scribbling my somberness still, 
Trekking of the penis and slit,
Cold gust blow my erotic seek, 
Dripping precum chill into swill.

In black roses I circumscribe,
Of petals and thorns, 
Jubilation's of my merriment, 
Side of me, I confide. 

Shadows within my soul deep,
Sensuality of my musty keep,
As storms of poetic winds blew,
Stanzas of my posing slew.

Connotations I fuck too, 
Echoes of coming tomorrows. 
In jest, I quest my evermore, 
Silently scribing erotic lore.

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