sweetest writer,
climb forth from the deep trench
in my heart's wound
and quench my thirst for love
dear doctor of written expression,
incant the melody, cure this malady
with verses that expose the affinity
that is inherit between her and I
smith of words,
hammer out a spell to please a vampire
with a quick, orangy sunset to transpire
wield the blade of dusk
against the morning star until it expires
as we conspire to set our bed on fire
there is no consequence too dire
for my one and only desire
master lyricist,
compose the sensual phrases
a song in whispers that ripens
her delicious fruit until ready for savoring
and last, to the dear poet within,
feed the lust filled inclinations of creatures
that hunger for each other's bare skin
allow your words to manifest
her sensuality alike a tinderbox
so I may then ignite her fantasies!
Aug 18, 2025
Aug 18, 2025 at 6:46 AM UTC
sweetest writer,
climb forth from the deep trench
in my heart's wound
and quench my thirst for love
dear doctor of written expression,
incant the melody, cure this malady
with verses that expose the affinity
that is inherit between her and I
smith of words,
hammer out a spell to please a vampire
with a quick, orangy sunset to transpire
wield the blade of dusk
against the morning star until it expires
as we conspire to set our bed on fire
there is no consequence too dire
for my one and only desire
master lyricist,
compose the sensual phrases
a song in whispers that ripens
her delicious fruit until ready for savoring
and last, to the dear poet within,
feed the lust filled inclinations of creatures
that hunger for each other's bare skin
allow your words to manifest
her sensuality alike a tinderbox
so I may then ignite her fantasies!
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