When you give to my courage
raved by an explicit obscenity
my sheath will discover your mage
and your voluptuous serenity
When you give to my lust ...
raised by a visceral fierce
your sword will find my thrust
my hungry will pierce
the transparent of my blouse
the evidence of my rouse
the vestibule of my rose
your wire will be my bustle
your desire will be my hustle
your fire will be my castle
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