Consciousness leaves rancid pleasure in the bowels of dreams, and sleep cannot satisfy. Dreams open festering wounds in consciousness, and waking cannot pacify. The hallowed hollow of a moon calls, but cannot redeem them no matter how keening their pleads. Her hair clogs his throat, and he cannot choke down the merciful venom swift enough. Covetous
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Well, at least, to me. But I read the dictionary for fun so I'm sure that says something about the kinds of things I find sexy.
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