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Take me to church

Half awake
A scent of dew
Sleep skin on skin
Where rivers flew

Fingers gliding
Sanctuary
And Deeper down
- Eternity

Oh.. please open up for me
The gates of your divinity

Your smell - my incense
wetness wine
And lips my prayer,
Holy shrine

Your smell - my bible
Words of taste
And secret psalms
Of spreading grace

Soon the bell rings,
Prayers proceed
holy water
What i need

With moans of lust
Oh spread it on

Your wet Cathedral
--- evangelion






Written by Briarheos
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Author's Note
Tries to write down impressions of my first oral experience with a girl
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