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Voluptuous undressing to disgust the angels

Whom I doubt know the beauty of the swans

The Duc prepares for the girls’ prostrations

Games of lust and masturbation

Festivities begetting orgies planned for future weeks

Each day, a different whore

Consummated by a revolution of sinfulness

For at least the duration of deflorations

Deep into autumn we are, deep as the entwinement of sexual organs

Playing sweet music

Fancifully crescendoing to orgasmic torrent

Almost denuded, engaging synchronous cunnilingus

Slay with pleasure, so they fall like the leaves

Voyeurism, watching the young boys bleed

Whipped and flayed as our sex slaves

Flog and flagellate

Joy conceives diminishing returns,

Such is he that drank the child’s sperm.