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Saint of Lust
Saint of Lust Release these chains of tortured deeds Along a sculpted veering hedge Upon this path where darkness feeds Of jagged cliff so near the edge For one false move, beware ahead Beneath the agony now shown Within these eyes and lips of red Sit heartless wishes winged and thrown So find from me a hand so born You maiden fair this summered breeze To greet thy heart within this storm Unshackle those in motioned ease To lie with me of feathered dreams And take of this, my soul can bare Your beauty comes of all it seems In flesh that I do long to share For of thy skin my mouth does long Aroused in pleasured flitting feast Rose petal soft, magnolia strong To sooth the yearnings of this beast O’er endless days to hold you near Pure love doth conquer moistened loins Melodic whispers call thy ear Eternally we shall be joined For I am called the Saint of Lust Come taste the flavor’s scented mist Young soul now lost, misguided trust As I partake your orphaned kiss As evening whets this appetite And shadows stand beyond the crest My kingdom beckons of thy sight O’ crowning jewel to quell my quest
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