Euphoria
A beast of another color;
Is when you, Pathos
have no restrictions and no worries and your Oozing out confidence. when you Freyr set your own self on a pedestal drawing a line in the sand, deviding up creadence and sceptisizem.
It is one that taunts a souls inner desires pokes at their hunger and leaves them plotting their own sexual deviancy, with the open sexuality of you Teicu at the foremost of every one of their lustful ambitions.
You Lada leave them with no other recourse but to simply engulf their utmost being into Inannas inner most delicate delights. to bath in the nectar gifted by the gods of fertility, adsorbing the youthful ambiguity that seeps forth a certain certitude, a presence of passion and covetness from your pores like a fragrance of no other on this planet.
One that seems to be coaxing those in your emidiate presence to forget all inhibitions and experience the feen of flesh, one that walks amongst beings reminding them that true beauty is at hand and you none the wiser of your power make it even more attractive!
It is my weakness, trust me I should know.
By Desi E. Sherman
Copyright © David Sherman | Year Posted 2019
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