My Martial Artist Fever

The gypsy moths
Surrounding the artist
Tell me secrets of
My underground lover
Mr Krypt

I feel his power
Converse a lustful
Entry to my temple
And I felt as high
As the highest
Mountain
I want to come with him
When we do martial arts
Every essence of me
Spells sex on the rocks
And I press my breast
On his shield of honour
And I feel ecstacy
Pouring from my fingertips
Adoring his growl
While he opens the gates
To Eden
He licks me
And I have no fantasy
But him and I
Falling in love
As deep as the wishing
Well Emy hid me when
I was four
Oh this is too much
Restwell my love
The hugs and kisses
Of my saviour
Show him respect
While pausing
When I blow him
To a chamber of
Sex and fire
Xxx rated
Holy fire
Holy Ghost
Give me to him
And now I see
An erect day
Full of sweet suprises
This is my dream
And as a prophetess
When I bleess him
My bird the bluebird of happiness
Will fly to him
With wings that soar
Through the wind
And land on his lap
Having intercourse
I come and come and come!