Paramour, poetry by Fallen Engel at
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written by: Fallen Engel



Past is behind you it’s on your back now
I throw you old spells with hymns and secrets abound
With heat of his igneous lips
I’m his sultry paramour
Our love is my blood
Thistle and thorn
Pleasure divine
Passions combined
Hand in hand we arise from the dust
Solidified in my eyes
Haughtiness and lust
No more fallen tears that never dry
We were born with ancient fires that never die

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