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Realms of Senses I
Just sit back, your time to unwind
memories sweet, fresh in one’s mind
a clearing fog in the cold cold dawn
warm pretty face, a smile is drawn
Parisienne night, heavenly divine
knocking the doors at ten past nine
excitement grew a chill on the spine
entering Le-Mask, sipping red wine
Dimly lit, little heat and candle lights
at every corner, beauty with knights
grace and glory, prowl for the invites
tonight is for only forbidden delights
letting her into harem of concubines
Red satin lace, they see she is fine
in the chambers of lust scented trail
only skin on skin, sweaty and pale
In no time a beauty sets herself free
see her mingle a chic on her knees
bodies quick to lock in an embrace
red lips upon another past first base
it’s fornicating lovers, sweet sixteen
cut of a scene from the isle Mytilene
hands and bodies pressed intensely
never to be given to raging jealousy
watching these beauties set of fire
lightning love and flames of desire
intense of the passion, bodies shiver
I‘m watching as my heart quivers
Exquisite nights, all men dreamed of
pleasure the mind with a high above
ignore the rules of the small society
wall to wall, watching women party
Intricate women arousing curiosity
pleasant smiles, darlings, absolutely
mysterious realms of senses true
desires, passions, it’s never untrue
memories sweet, fresh in one’s mind
a clearing fog in the cold cold dawn
warm pretty face, a smile is drawn
Parisienne night, heavenly divine
knocking the doors at ten past nine
excitement grew a chill on the spine
entering Le-Mask, sipping red wine
Dimly lit, little heat and candle lights
at every corner, beauty with knights
grace and glory, prowl for the invites
tonight is for only forbidden delights
letting her into harem of concubines
Red satin lace, they see she is fine
in the chambers of lust scented trail
only skin on skin, sweaty and pale
In no time a beauty sets herself free
see her mingle a chic on her knees
bodies quick to lock in an embrace
red lips upon another past first base
it’s fornicating lovers, sweet sixteen
cut of a scene from the isle Mytilene
hands and bodies pressed intensely
never to be given to raging jealousy
watching these beauties set of fire
lightning love and flames of desire
intense of the passion, bodies shiver
I‘m watching as my heart quivers
Exquisite nights, all men dreamed of
pleasure the mind with a high above
ignore the rules of the small society
wall to wall, watching women party
Intricate women arousing curiosity
pleasant smiles, darlings, absolutely
mysterious realms of senses true
desires, passions, it’s never untrue
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