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THE LOVER Oct 15
Your eyes like twin moons eclipsing

your mouth the door to paradise

your tongue deepens in to me

and from my mouth truth tempts

to my words depths fall and i will make you fly

come to me sweetly like the mist covets the forest

and i ll make you a moon in my darkness

no other in my sky

cascade into me like a storm

dark water all at once

so i cannot escape

you are the prisoner now

in my fantasy

you are my willing slave

my puppet

leather,lace,iron my choice

you surrender to me and me to you
in an endless circle like serpent biting eachother

with the venom of desire

— The End —