Ghosts

Dusk takes hold
Fragments
Dance around
Furiously
Beating
Dominating dreams
Tormented
Scarred
Yearn for release
Sunrise
Becomes the muse

The purple sensation
entwined in the silver atmosphere
Vibrations engorged
with oceans pulsating movement
Fingers titillate
embodied arousal
To feverish moaning
pleasing cries
Glistened frosty sweetness
Spews urgent kaleidoscope fires

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