Lady Luck
Who is your Muse I wonder, your Lady Luck,
This enchantress dripping from your lips,
Who is this mistress drawing from you the deepest of your lust,
Unfading Desires so strong they leave you in a sweat,
Panting in your dreams nightly to catch a breath.
Oh Astral Darling, won't you dance with her tonight,
Lay her down upon the stars and give her light,
She'll be shinning with your touch,
Oh Astral Baby, won't you kiss her where it hurts,
Let your lips light her on fire, a commet burning bright,
So scortching hot it appears day rather than night.
Who is this Sorcress who captivates your mind,
This lover who has crossed the sands of time,
You say she is beautiful like a Goddess in form,
Describing every moment the love she has born,
A romance rooted in the darkness of your soul.
Oh Astral Darling won't you take her in your arms,
Touch every bit of her skin till shes screaming no more,
Unable to control the ****** that richocets her soul.
Oh Astral Baby won't you make love to her tonight,
Put the entire Galaxy into her eyes, hips arched up,
Lips open wide, burning away the secrets she has inside,
Who is this Muse, this Lady Luck.
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