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lotus
halter tops and thigh high boots stilletios meant to penetrate a man's heart
deep inside me I reach to the heavens spreading my henna tattooed cunt
perfectly scribed inner walls invite you in you've barely tasted my honey
a lotus sweet jasmine meant to intoxicate
come unto me homo erectus and pierce my denial
I do my purification rituals so you will savor my milk and rose hips
inside my garden it is private what we do
insanctus an inverted prayer that you will share my bounty with your men
sex is the zest of life and I will make you rage to life as you taste my truth
my obscenity knows no bounds
afore prepared for the gods to understand
wholly beguiled I bloom babies breath
my hair wreathed with wild flower of the sixties
my bohemian rhapsody beckons
while the pretty girls and boys dance
writhing to the drumming of your heart
each of your men are beckoned to a chamber of design
meant to meet each of their lusts
and yes I will scream as you defile my pure soul
and out of screams,, sighs and whispers you will make new songs
calling the angels from the heavens with the smell of my cunt
incense to you lord may my face remained veiled
ever you gypsy and Lilith aks crimsin
who fills your cock with the creamy essence you require
to bring forth new denizens of pleasure beyond fathom
a child bride of sin a sacrifice to the new dawn
deep inside me I reach to the heavens spreading my henna tattooed cunt
perfectly scribed inner walls invite you in you've barely tasted my honey
a lotus sweet jasmine meant to intoxicate
come unto me homo erectus and pierce my denial
I do my purification rituals so you will savor my milk and rose hips
inside my garden it is private what we do
insanctus an inverted prayer that you will share my bounty with your men
sex is the zest of life and I will make you rage to life as you taste my truth
my obscenity knows no bounds
afore prepared for the gods to understand
wholly beguiled I bloom babies breath
my hair wreathed with wild flower of the sixties
my bohemian rhapsody beckons
while the pretty girls and boys dance
writhing to the drumming of your heart
each of your men are beckoned to a chamber of design
meant to meet each of their lusts
and yes I will scream as you defile my pure soul
and out of screams,, sighs and whispers you will make new songs
calling the angels from the heavens with the smell of my cunt
incense to you lord may my face remained veiled
ever you gypsy and Lilith aks crimsin
who fills your cock with the creamy essence you require
to bring forth new denizens of pleasure beyond fathom
a child bride of sin a sacrifice to the new dawn
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