Mrtenant
Lord of Chaos
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Sleep and Contentment
Its late at night and all the world sleeps
At my desk grinding away at my work
Its peacful, quiet, and I'm restless
My lover sleeps the sleep of exhaustion
Her form, her soft smooth skin peeks out
Amongst the sheets, blankets, and pillows
My mind goes into a fog of rememberance
Didn't we slake our lust at the NewYears party?
Fondly do I recall that moment against the sink
On the sofa by the lights of the Christmas tree
Her dog howls in the background as if celebrating
Then there was that time...and that one time
I still hear that small voice that spoke so loud
All those many months ago, a different Winter
At the church, in the car, on the stairwell
Aboard a ship, and more, so many times more
Was it really countless times that we loved our best?
Exploring deeply, those wild untamed fantasies
Made true, even if for just one long dark night
A night much like this one, mysterious....quiet
A silence broken by her shrieks and long moans
The stretching of ropes in restrained movement
Panting, gasps, the flowing juices of our excitement
Soft music and crackling fireplace logs splitting the air
Setting aside my work, I look on her peaceful form
Nodding, yes, countless times have I taken her
And opened her mind to possibilities of eternal pleasure
With me. With me! And goose pimples ride my skin
Countless times to come, to be, with her, wth me
In the end, it is only her and I, fast companions.
Friends, lovers, partners in crime and why not?
Finally, I drift towards sleep, my thoughts are of you
Its late at night and all the world sleeps
At my desk grinding away at my work
Its peacful, quiet, and I'm restless
My lover sleeps the sleep of exhaustion
Her form, her soft smooth skin peeks out
Amongst the sheets, blankets, and pillows
My mind goes into a fog of rememberance
Didn't we slake our lust at the NewYears party?
Fondly do I recall that moment against the sink
On the sofa by the lights of the Christmas tree
Her dog howls in the background as if celebrating
Then there was that time...and that one time
I still hear that small voice that spoke so loud
All those many months ago, a different Winter
At the church, in the car, on the stairwell
Aboard a ship, and more, so many times more
Was it really countless times that we loved our best?
Exploring deeply, those wild untamed fantasies
Made true, even if for just one long dark night
A night much like this one, mysterious....quiet
A silence broken by her shrieks and long moans
The stretching of ropes in restrained movement
Panting, gasps, the flowing juices of our excitement
Soft music and crackling fireplace logs splitting the air
Setting aside my work, I look on her peaceful form
Nodding, yes, countless times have I taken her
And opened her mind to possibilities of eternal pleasure
With me. With me! And goose pimples ride my skin
Countless times to come, to be, with her, wth me
In the end, it is only her and I, fast companions.
Friends, lovers, partners in crime and why not?
Finally, I drift towards sleep, my thoughts are of you
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