Midnight aurora breathing to her knees.
Climatic obsessions that fire the veins within me!Breezes of tempted ease comes about the air,The ill of my deeds awake from my brains darkest lair!
Obsessing!
Over the fantasies of pornography imprinted in my head. The carnal desires pulse with urges 'pon my scrotum where morality fails. As the dangers of my manic state of mind explode at the first excitement of erection, at the naked body she prevails!
The essence she brought into my eyes, as the swollen lips I look upon! The maim overtakes my body over the apparel she less left on!
Luna pales no more than her,
As Venus portraits never contest of beauty!
She lights the fire to syndicate my mood to become feral. This creature of midnight. This nocturnal mistress lay spiritually unkempt with promiscuous legs spread, the apple to a perverse madman's sights.
Black liquored eyes so symmetrical to her lips that play fillatio of every eager predominant males eyes. Breasts so tender rounded student they scream in my brain inside; amongst every succubi demise. Veins throb the pierces of her vampire swell upon my neck. Curses refrain my spirit of her unsustainable hex. Only the feeling comes next. Sex. Sex. Sex.
Moans pierce through the dead sleeping garden of graves. Bach's Orchestra notes can play no finer the tune. Deeper and deeper in the inches vaginal intercourse has made. Of this goddess in black I fell for on this October noon.
Through the brutal force nothing slows her down. Now sodomising over the innocent burial. Seizing this fornication at sundown. Vaginal fluid stains the graves, enjoying the warmth in the cavity, receiving brute anal.
Climax is coming...
Climax is coming...
Climax has came.
I grow insane. I grow with obsession. Growing in my darkest nostalgia...As my love had died at sundown. |
Submission Name: Desire of Climatic Orchestration By Nightfall
