eroticpoetjane
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I want to ride with you in a carriage to the house of the dead, to feel the red velvet against your body sliding into the darkness.
I want the sun to rise inside my soul just this once, the passion of the night and the terrors of the day to strip me bare before you.
My blood runs cold on the stone, my soul weeping for the sweet release of death at your hand.
I want the sun to rise inside my soul just this once, the passion of the night and the terrors of the day to strip me bare before you.
My blood runs cold on the stone, my soul weeping for the sweet release of death at your hand.
