Still waters rushing between my feet

my dreams swelter from afar

Prideful lonely hearts of the meek

will die wilting in molten tar.

 

She reached me in splendid wonder

internal inferno thy hidden cost.

Pulsing blood crashing like thunder

Who would care if all was lost.

 

I’m locked into this vise of hell

She stalks me, in darken din.

Lost in this madness will I dwell

her cruel heart now sharpens tin.

 

the richness of her body unfolds

deep caverns will sills your fate.

Her every inch is sinful and bold

a doomed souls at the devil’s gate.

 

Consuming my spoils, caution at end

No way back to this place again.

Her taste in my mouth, that’s my sin

I’ve gone to far, now never to win.

 

My playtime came but that has pass

Tally my bill, you don’t want cash.

Oh God I fear thy judgment at last

this poor old man who played in the trash.

 

 

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