Tale of a whore
Auaduma Adookorn@auadumaadookorn150359
10 hours ago
the pale saga of numb nature -
an aged witch on alley of emotion
- serve me her cup of wander wine
distill in lethal pot:
on the way to my grave i found
the informal way to pop off
in the bosom of a laudatory cocotte
i sing her slim body of lilly,
her ivory skin,
carmine lips
kiss amorous breeze and neck;
her vanity solo over my dream
scale my lust on graph
of flaunt
in her mesmerising shade
downpour douse the flame
of hope and drown
her sea buoy my corpse!
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