The gentlest melody of flute,
I heard, enjoying dreams of sweetness,
Like silky ribbon's weightless beaut,
Seductive, fascinating, sinless;
Like ocean breeze caressing, stroking,
Overwhelmed and being shocked,
With body, full of lusty smoking,
I was lovesane and harshly squawked;
With tightly shutting shameless eyes,
Being completely lost in passion,
Releasing waves of sensual sighs,
The Man was praying - Action! Action!
By writhing, struggling, agonizing,
And almost emptied, breathless, dead;
Being exausted and surprising;
The Man exhaled - The Demon's fed
Playing the flute
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