DREAMS de SADE

we were softly speaking

she was bubble bathing
the Fates were nearer creeping
thoughts were misbehaving...

her voice was spun from dew

as havoc clutched its sword
flaming trumpets loudly blew
pronouncing The Prince of Fraud...

snakes from the womb of night

brought me to my knees
a lustful howl of delight
as I nourished from her tease !

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