Now Is the Heaven of My Existence
now is the heaven of my existence,
our flesh covered in a vintage champagne of lust
we feast on blood red strawberries of sin
their ripe nectar overflowing, drippin'
our insatiable desire to the unconscious we entrust
you rob me of my restrain,
travel every crevice
every grain
strip my refrain
peel me senseless
naked as we are,
use all of my fingers
my tongue to its tip
travel you round trip
the feel of you lingers
in the cool of our crescendo,
at the peak of our faint
lost in the transport of our intercourse
dressed neatly in your taint
willing prisoner of your sexual force
let me never face another day
or ever feel a single sunray
now is the heaven of my existence.
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