Tether me to the strings of your passion, my love

Fulfill every quested devotion, and kiss me until the sun sets no more

Rave about with your plying pride until mine smothers you with famine

Thirsting for the very semblance of purity I offer you

Can this heart mend with the copulating consent

The succulent desire’s haven approached us

And we have both fallen to it’s magical temptations

Let the stream of glory find you ready for it’s meal

And take from the parcels of beauty, every matchless appeal

Come to my tresses, and let me bury you alive in my passion

Until our strength meets with perfection and

We find ourselves on our knees to Christ

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