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Drakula
("Drakul " by Luca Merli.) It is so very obscene to let my name pass through your lips without my hot breath upon your white milky neck. The scent of your perfume is extinguished by the irony, malted aroma of the blood which pumps through your veins. Wrap your legs around my thighs, so that we shall exchange fluids. In return for the sangre you oblige me with, so shall I pump into your vagina my warm milky lust. Three times we shall make this exchange, to vilify your soul to your Almighty God. Patronizing the father, son, and holy spirit as you grant me entrance to your living soul. Making you a slave to the hunger for an eternity. May your living body rot in wormy earth for a millennia.
© Dale A Martinez
© Dale A Martinez
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