Stoking the fires!
The temples of Hades,
Of fires beauty stark,
Press vivid shadow shapes,
Are glowing in the dark,
Inviting at first sight,
This most exotic place,
To sinister delights,
Deep in its caverns maze,
There muffled sounds of moan,
A trepidations scream,
A heavy burdens groan,
In caverns yet unseen,
There lurks, what’s on your mind,
That’s where you come to know,
That’s where, those caverns you will find,
Where sinful seeds you'll sow,
And as you stoke that fire,
You poke that burning flesh,
No God can bring you higher,
That under sheets you thresh,
Pungent perfume sulphurs steam,
Your nostrils flare, your horn she holds,
Her flesh with burning fire ream,
A silent scream, orgasmic, then, sweet paradise enfolds.
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Sage
Georg
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