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A performance For The Gods
Nothing like
the moon on your skin
and the dirt against my back
as I pull you closer
to my kisses
Tasting the salt
of the sea
on your tanned skin
Seeing it
turbulent
reflected in your eyes
Our desires
are fiery
Within us
lies the lust
of the newborn Earth
I am insatiable
I am one
with the sirens of legend
My body shudders
ready to feel you
I tempt you
and you follow
I want to scream
with the fulfillment
of my fantasies
I want you to overwhelm me
overflowing ecstasy
I want to cum
with the explosion
of a thousand dying stars!
And they fall from the heavens
bloody splotches
a gift of the gods
I am your thirsty love
Your sensual goddess
The obedient slave
You
My throbbing lover
My demanding sir
Unyielding master
In the night
we become each others
nothing
I reach for you
and pull you
Down
Down
We collide
The Lunacy is gone
And oh
Oh!
The first thrust into me
That breaking point
of pain and pleasure
The feeling
of being full
As we push and pull
wild with lust
We
fall
into rhythm
with the music
the invisible insects
perform for us
How beautiful this is
The moon, the sea
and the shuddering of our bodies
against the budding Earth
the moon on your skin
and the dirt against my back
as I pull you closer
to my kisses
Tasting the salt
of the sea
on your tanned skin
Seeing it
turbulent
reflected in your eyes
Our desires
are fiery
Within us
lies the lust
of the newborn Earth
I am insatiable
I am one
with the sirens of legend
My body shudders
ready to feel you
I tempt you
and you follow
I want to scream
with the fulfillment
of my fantasies
I want you to overwhelm me
overflowing ecstasy
I want to cum
with the explosion
of a thousand dying stars!
And they fall from the heavens
bloody splotches
a gift of the gods
I am your thirsty love
Your sensual goddess
The obedient slave
You
My throbbing lover
My demanding sir
Unyielding master
In the night
we become each others
nothing
I reach for you
and pull you
Down
Down
We collide
The Lunacy is gone
And oh
Oh!
The first thrust into me
That breaking point
of pain and pleasure
The feeling
of being full
As we push and pull
wild with lust
We
fall
into rhythm
with the music
the invisible insects
perform for us
How beautiful this is
The moon, the sea
and the shuddering of our bodies
against the budding Earth
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