In darkened galleries
of lust we wait
framed in dust and guilty absence
be wary in the night
for we are patient
aware of every need
desiring only swift satisfaction
pale arms embrace the incautious
lifting inhibitions off stiff backs
whispering seductive secrets
reducing all resistance
for the flesh is weak in our bonds
each has his priapic preference
a seductive skill to bend
and take his prize
smooth skin sliced clean
ah! Heady drink to slake
the thirst of centuries
and render our rebirth.
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