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The Red Lips of the Octopus The red lips of the octopusAre more than myriad stars of night.The great beast writhes in fiercer form than thirsty stallions amorousI would they clung to me and stung. I would they quenched me with delight.The red lips of the octopus.They reek with poison of the seaScarlet and hot and languorousMy skin drinks in their slaver warm, my sweats his wrapt embrace exciteThe heavy sea rolls languishly o’er the ensanguined kiss of us.We strain and strive, we die for love. We linger in the lusty fightWe agonize; our club becomes more cruel and more murderous.My passion splashes out at last. Ah! with what ecstasy I biteThe red lips of the octopus.
The Red Lips of the Octopus
The red lips of the octopusAre more than myriad stars of night.The great beast writhes in fiercer form than thirsty stallions amorousI would they clung to me and stung. I would they quenched me with delight.The red lips of the octopus.They reek with poison of the seaScarlet and hot and languorousMy skin drinks in their slaver warm, my sweats his wrapt embrace exciteThe heavy sea rolls languishly o’er the ensanguined kiss of us.We strain and strive, we die for love. We linger in the lusty fightWe agonize; our club becomes more cruel and more murderous.My passion splashes out at last. Ah! with what ecstasy I biteThe red lips of the octopus.
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or, with mossad.
or, anybody-else.
when everybody want to kill you, you run with light-speed...