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Crescent Roll

Tags: vampire
Reaching out into infinity.
In my color blindness.
All I see,
with my eternal eyes...
Dark skies. 

Pale crescent roll, 
the moon.
White truffles,
the stars.
Wafting of plasma perfume,
and erotic passion. 
My vision on you.

Vampires have wings.
They serenade you, 
and cling.
On this night I fly to her.
Sailing on soft glow.

Maiden with cushions, 
upon she lies.
With ample thighs.
Whispering for vampire caresses.
Fangs that tingle,
and I nibbling. 

Clinging to me she sings aria.
Like tulips her vulva opens. 
The stigma swells.
She sighs. 
While looking at the crescent roll,
and white truffles.

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