Conquer my effervescence
As your sweat binds to skin's inclination
Suppress this heat with pious fire
Ransack my essence, ash my desire
Release me to fantasia's nectar
Concealed 'neath the crimson sands
Cradle of my life
Sand storm your intrusion
As your release reaches all of my extremities
Capture my senses, your prisoners of war
torture their souls, break their spirits
tiptoe through my surrendered nerves
Seize my climax using guerrilla tactics
my treasure discovered
Rapadoo,
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