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There is a ghost in my lungs
And it sighs in my sleep
Wraps itself around my tongue
and it softly speaks
then it walks
then it walks...
with my legs

To fall
To fall
To fall at your feet
(unknown)

adonis

You stand before me
beautiful as always,
my Adonis,
sculpted from
my dreams and
desires.
I am amazed
how still you can be,
as my eyes
drink your
flawless pose,
rock hard
granite
perfection.
Softly,
like a whispered caress
I edge closer
to your wanting
pedestal.
I want to
possess you,
my one-piece collection,
frozen
forever in this moment.
My hands
run-rush to
polish you,
caressing
your face,
your chest,
your thighs.
I kneel before you,
my marble knight,
and rub you
until you glisten.
And before I am finished,
I slowly
run my lips
from the apex
to the base
of our passionate
desire.
(Eyes of Fire)