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Swaying In My Swoon

Swaying In My Swoon

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She knows the way to my sensual quarters
Locked with emotions within my eeriness
And dark scribing 
Sachet of dead roses in my abode

Sensuality defies scorn as I write my words
Beneath the comfort of my chamber wicks
She winds her sighing aura about my penis 
The thorn of the humbling script

Prosing upon the shadows of the nest
Creator's cloak and wines to digest 
Erotically tweaking my manliness 
Her lips kiss stem of my wilted flower

Like a scent of everlasting musk
Her feminist wiles caressing my tower 
Swaying in my swoon
The wild weed hour

Aphrodisiac of the fermented nectar
Like spice seasoning the dance
On petals we lay
Against cold stones

These trying years in my mausoleum chest
Etching out erotica on scones 
Fornications in the garden of passed bones
The hermaphrodite brays
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