Erotic PoetryThe Queen of Halloween NightThe ghosts of darkness come out tonight.
Erotic desires of passion and fright,
Grave yards come alive with restless souls,
Seeking an oral slave to smother and hold.
Trapping you in her web of lust,
Tombstones with spirits turn to dust,
The Halloween Queen has chosen her slave,
At her feet he will worship and lay.
Your body and soul she will abuse,
Mounting her throne his face to use,
Taking her pleasure in lusty delight,
She is the Queen of Halloween night.
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