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Dec 2015
Oh, you are my angel of desire.
An eternal fire burns in my soul
and all the worlds whips and pain
cannot drive you from my brain.
Oh, lovely succubus that drinks from my soul
how you light within me a desire
hotter than any fire.
You burn me as upon a pyre
in the midnight hour upon my bed.
Those haunting words you said
those words that set my passion aflame.
You hypnotize me with my own desire
from hour to hour.
And I am burned as with a fire
by the passion of your wet hot body
that leaks its lovely sweat
into the pores of my skin
and I am taken by force
by the silent song of your sweet love
that makes me seem like the only man in the world.
Oh, a night that seems eternity as we melt into one.
Oh, as a single night becomes an eternity
till we trembling collapse into dreamless sleep
and we are bound together forever and ever.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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