A brand new clock with all new resolution i wish to buy
From the eight hour of midnight to the arrival of dawn i'm all awake
The soul speaks in darkness and whatever echoes from there is
Never to Abhor
Never to be aberated by whatever is around
Never to be an abator
The mind Abjure's & the soul takes an oath to abnegate all the evil around
To abolish all fear,,thrust & lust
Never to feel abashed for how you are,who you are.
As Life is nothing more than a nine day wonder,
Beginning with a bliss of growth & vision of hope
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.