Tuesday, June 02, 2009

The Satyr's Suit

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stay with me a while.
lay with me a while.
play with me a while
and I will make you smile

to the best of my ability.

I will worship you tonight,
in the darkness, in the light,
whate'er to you seems right.
or, at least, to your desire...

let me touch and taste your fire.

let my hold you and explore.
let me give you all, and more,
let me shake you to your core,
let me take you, make you, break you

of all sorrows and lost fantasies.

I will earn your memory.
I will turn you, set you free.
I will burn your depths, as we
explore all the pleasures, once denied

you have had to hold inside, waiting for me.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.
It's funny, I always thought this one was out there, somewhere. Turns out only the recording of it existed in the wilds. About time people saw the words.

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