Semen (Anthemon)

At dusk shall start this sensual ceremony Two shapes melt in fast synchronized breaths United by flesh but still quite lonely When blows the old friendly smell of death Pact signed for a short flee to ecstasy Warm embraces and long voluptuous kisses United by flesh in all serenity Hypnotising eyes on their smileless faces For years nature has given birth to millions trees For years rivers has driven their content peacefully Tonight two shapes quietly stand on their knees Ready to a fusion in a wished flesh harmony No need yet to release the lifefull seeds It's time to lose control in absolute euphory Drink at the organic well with lust and greed And drown with thirst in celestial perversity Timeless erotic behaviour teasing The ageless craft of limbs excitation Two shapes melt in synchronized breaths Reaching together the gapes of their little death In warm and wetness lives their passion When every sigh has it's own meaning At dawn shall stop this sensual ceremony That moments of grace raised to heavenly Sweat and Semen soiled, Sigh and Semen united...