Resonating senseless
necessity,
percussive impulses;
floods of excess
skimming the surface.
That mysterious lust of gods
where the denouement begets the beginning.
Oh, majestic sweetheart,
let me have my indulgences.
Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 5:47 PM UTC
Resonating senseless
necessity,
percussive impulses;
floods of excess
skimming the surface.
That mysterious lust of gods
where the denouement begets the beginning.
Oh, majestic sweetheart,
let me have my indulgences.
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