Midnight Tolerance

A delusory pleasure bristled the solitary abator And the dusky night rides down the sky An ethereal beauty demoed with her au naturel demeanor The solitary abator bumps with illusions, thus far realisms high. Elated with red-hot mysticisms the abator closed his eyes And mildly felt the zephyr over the mum wispy time She reposed in her bareness beside his devout envies The abator fluffed up ca-cacing his limbs to ease with spirit and bine. An awaited soul perked up with flavour of lust and zeal And the midnight silence prolonged to be livening with insidiousness She abreast herself over his frvid spirit of unreal The abator matte-up bosoming her with barmy tenderness. The ravenous abator intimated himself in the same state of bareness And the dark moonless night beamed with perfect ecstacy and elan She ooohed legalizing the demon-ridden enduringness The abator held himself with an abrupt spasmodic movement of his organ. The wonky estrus abator coaxed himself with the pleasure of onanism And the gentle breeze was felt to soothe the pragmatism Slowly her au naturel beauty faded, idling the eroticism Bequeathing the abator's midnight oneirism.