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The Phoenix

I know when your phoenix fires and flames
It rises: life's revitalised again,
You realise desires, and, thus, the grains
Achieve revival from which we both gain;
I understand the blackness like the owl:
I know when your phoenix fires and flames,
And comprehend your dark lust: every growl,
You make: indulgence instantly explains;
I gather up first light, as the lark claims
Its ownership of early, while your arm,
I know when your phoenix fires and flames,
Will hold me down and fuck me with forced charm;
I choke in dust, whenever your hawk flies,
And gather feathers to cloak all my shames;
Surrender to your cock's complete. Arise:
I know when your phoenix fires and flames.
Written by SweetOblivion
Published | Edited 7th Apr 2022
Author's Note
A thought from M Stoney

Mine 6.2.22 - so beaks and wings off
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