It's all around me

Hidden yet it's there

I smell its essence

Calling with a song

Of passion in avaricious

Longing

Never am I quenched

Nor do I ever want

To be so satisfying

Is this banquet

Of endless populous

Wanton delicacy

Willing in entrancement

Decorate my body

With your willingness

To cease yes ebb

Away to pastures

In spirits end

Pressure but a moment

Then gasp in penetration

As flows your crimson

Wave of satisfaction

To my being

In my eternity

Of lustful

Thirst

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