but let lov-
fade

and fall into the mouth
of the grind
wher seduction is a pure necessary
but a poisonous grape
and sleep not the man
with one hand covering
his prick

and the other wiping sleep

from his weary
and ooh- so tired eyes


easy moments
but be- easy on em
as he leaves his

grace

to fall into his death

and await- the succubus
with a readiness
and a desire

for 'slow mounting'



"thebeautifulpeopl"


* blue




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