Dripping clothes resting against sins
Lastly taken when feeling the heavens
Sometimes taken with a lazy pace
Absorbing the beauty her sins held.

Galaxies inbetween excitement and mirth
Anomalous explicit moving against buds
Of the flower desired by dangerous eyes
Carefully exploring every sweet side of lies.

Dark lips moving with unusual fervor
Elusive sounds to the ears of heated hell
White flaws coming out of the dark road
Belts dropped and the beast roar it's might.

Slapping skins of sinful adventurers
Grunting the pleasure of punishments
Of the Eden they betrayed in the soft bed
They belong to the creation of flawed heaven.


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