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"The Apothecaries Mixture , a Sweet Elixir."

Tis Devious , Oh , so Ingenious ,
the Thought-forms that Conspire
in-between Us;

Ahh , Their Power , Oh , so Potent ,
as They Create Wonderful Erotic
Potions

There's No Dead Flies in This Apothecaries Mixture;
as the Bellies Stirred , it
Induces a Compelling and
Impulsive Primal Elixir

The Aroma of the Atmosphere , the
Natural Spirits of the Flesh that it
Conjures-up and Draws Nearer

There's No Dead Flies in This Apothecaries Mixture;
as Her Belly is Within Stirred ,
it Induces an Compelling and
Impulsive Primal Elixir

The Nature Spirit Within Released ,
to Satiate Her Justification; the
Demiurge that is Plunged Deep
Within Her Desire , to Pacify His
Calling , and His Earthly Incantation

There's No Dead Flies in This
Apothecaries Mixture;
as Her Belly is Within Stirred ,
it Induces an Compelling
Impulsive Primal Elixir
Written by hungrypan74 (Dantalyon)
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