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Temptations Of The Moon

The rise of the full moon
got me chomping to bust

I fear my reserve
may erupt

Pressure collecting
beneath the skin

the breeze could set me off
waiting for that She-Wolf

and that startling transformation
that gets her down on all fours

the enticements of her danger
inviting my depravity

Placing myself to the demand
of those shrill howls of elation

until the fall of the moon
leaves me satisfactorily emptied.




Written by Tenderloin
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