Tantrasy

Sordid aspirations

Folded fibs enshrine your bottom

Silent paper strapped in cotton

Thrills my ungularing hot on.

        Sting me!

Drown my sinking feeler

Draw me out from stinking fear

Nights are creaming coloured beer

Pumped by hand by pastel queer

Torn to threads the muted pulp

Libel buttock sin throaty gulp.

Optic retination seas

Tide to come

Cum too, please

Demon horse with aural stirrups

Feed on spinal kundal syrups.

Slimy wet and small intestine

Hugs her thighs and hopes to rest in

Latin Gent, Italian sex bin.

Coindecents of pleasure parts

Bursting swollen lieber darts.

Trembling lips give slimy kiss

Lick splatter pearls off bruising fist.

Sleep shall wash the filth away

Set the scene

Repeat the play.