D R E A M I N G O F E R O T I C A

in my deepest sleep i heard his voice
he sang of the most erotic chants
that made my soul writhe in desire
in my solitude his hands moved
with gentle yet wild lust
that touched my spine
his gestures in my burning dreams
lured me and awakened my own aching senses
h i s   e y e s   b r o u g h t   o u t   f i r e
a s   h e   s t a r e d   i n t o   mine
t h a t   s t r i p p e d   o f f   a l l   s h a m e
h i s   l i p s   l i k e   h o t   b u r n i n g   c o a l
l o c k e d   w i t h   m i n e
m a d e   m e   s e e k   f o r   e t e r n i t y
i   s c r e a m e d   i n  a l l  e c s t a c y
a n d   w h i s p e r e d   o f   p l e a s u r e
w h i c h   m a d e   a l l   a n g e l s   f a l l
m y   g r o i n   a c h e d   a n d   w a s   r e l i e v e d
as each spasm has gone through
in my own wildest dreams
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