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Feb 2015
Oh, Your ****** frame
is a fulfillment
of a thousand nights
passed in thoughts of feverish fantasies
Oh, from the time
of the setting sun
when the stars come out to play
My thoughts are racked by thoughts of You
Oh, are an ****** dream
as would stain
some innocent and timid cheek
a hue of deep scarlet red
Oh, You give birth to such a deep desire
that I am pulled in
into your heart
Oh, there is no stronger drink
no wine that could grow
and ferment upon the vine
to intoxicate Me so
as Your hot  and fervent flesh
Oh, My heart so  ensnared
from the cast of Your net
Oh, creature on earth
can match Your intoxicating
and lovely haunting and fervent form
Oh, every fiber of My brain
is heated
into a form
into the desire
that says let all the world
do as it may
I am entranced
I abandon all its ways
I would die
a thousand deaths
suffer in a thousand ways
in whatever form
no matter what the way
just to drink from
Your lovely frame
to drink in
such a lovely form
Oh, paradise beyond comparison
such as to drive
any man far beyond madness
far beyond cure
lost! forever lost!
your beauty beyond worlds
beyond all mortal understanding
my paradise in Your lovely eyes
that outshine the sun
the intoxicating imprint
of Your limbs
Oh, all words are vain
and powerless
to tell of Your charms
and My deep love
and longing
where all words
are left far behind
and I am enslaved forever
in your loving arms.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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