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Finger Prints Of My Muse

Finger prints of my muse 
on the stationary.
Scribbling erotica 
after dusk.
Fata Morgana. 

Behind shuttered gables.
Soft winds whispering.
Her impressions on parchment.
Whispering incantations. 

Fata Morgana,
seducing me...
and my soul.
As I fraternize on paper.
Her nipples the quill. 

Writing fornication.
From ink-in-the-well,
of ghostly spirits.
I sigh.

My cock throbbing,
so eloquently.
Precum dripping,
like wax on a candle.
Lusting before dawn. 
Creating new letterhead.

Yearning for release.
Shadow of rounded ass,
encased in her flesh.
She approaches me. 

my seed.
On bended knees,
eating her cunt...
before the ink dries. 

Finger prints of my muse
on the staionary.
Fata Morgana, 
Spreading her thighs.
Composing chapter two.

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