Plush pillows lined the floors
Slik curtains hung to hide the doors
The Voluptuary of the room
Would make the meager peasant swoon
Music plays a haunting Refrain
Amplyfying the senses with a sirens Song
The fires Flame burning bright
Casting shadows through the night
The bodies movies in Decadent mesh
The molding of heated flesh
Passion sizzels and cracks
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