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As hot as... those eyes when he sees almost predatory always do they genuflect upon their roughened knees   a sordid kind of scene obscene / unsanitary craven cries to Loki for pleasures ****** writhing / feeding fists sweat of the easy / a quickened fix men with members stiff as petrified sticks / jabbing in a hastened mix teeming muscles / hungry hips like electrified evenings of swollen eels sustained by suckling Gomorra’s **** Fiendishly always for the slick and the harsh (Left over bits) From the crystalline he is undoubtedly marked by the unquenchable blue fire of his lust / afflicted addict never will he tire - incessantly defined by sex's maledictions. I have grown hot like sun’s fiery light, bright - even in the darkest mires he's an unmatched lover in satin flight, a dragon / a well-endowed sire formidable in succulence / remiss of sight i weep without regret when once i followed him toward the night forgot what i was and accept what i am, endure in all burning light fueled by the sword of Pan love keeps me warm as he keeps me lit i am reborn / magnificent a forlorn phoenix omniscient   songs for his careful choir i am one chosen - truth among liars, i fly above / kite toward the sun this is what I am / what i was this is what i've become then a willful puppet without inhibiting wires still my love will never tire transformed by lost desire / hot as blue fire this is who i've become i am the light of the rising sun The Lion of kingdom come...
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
Blue Fire (repost)
As hot as... those eyes when he sees almost predatory always do they genuflect upon their roughened knees   a sordid kind of scene obscene / unsanitary craven cries to Loki for pleasures ****** writhing / feeding fists sweat of the easy / a quickened fix men with members stiff as petrified sticks / jabbing in a hastened mix teeming muscles / hungry hips like electrified evenings of swollen eels sustained by suckling Gomorra’s **** Fiendishly always for the slick and the harsh (Left over bits) From the crystalline he is undoubtedly marked by the unquenchable blue fire of his lust / afflicted addict never will he tire - incessantly defined by sex's maledictions. I have grown hot like sun’s fiery light, bright - even in the darkest mires he's an unmatched lover in satin flight, a dragon / a well-endowed sire formidable in succulence / remiss of sight i weep without regret when once i followed him toward the night forgot what i was and accept what i am, endure in all burning light fueled by the sword of Pan love keeps me warm as he keeps me lit i am reborn / magnificent a forlorn phoenix omniscient   songs for his careful choir i am one chosen - truth among liars, i fly above / kite toward the sun this is what I am / what i was this is what i've become then a willful puppet without inhibiting wires still my love will never tire transformed by lost desire / hot as blue fire this is who i've become i am the light of the rising sun The Lion of kingdom come...
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
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