Profane

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Erotic Poetry

I want to fall asleep 

with the spunk of your words 
glazing my brain
With the tentacles of your affliction 
probing every fold
And the promise of your perversion 
oozing into the darkest crevices
 
I want to fall asleep 
swaddled like a newborn 
In the cradle
of your sickness
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