Burning my hands,
while I grabbed your flaming mane,
you are my Belzebub,
my dear dangerous Lucifer,
milking moans out of my mouth.
Surrendering your soul,
as you lay in my loving laps,
you are my child,
my dear delicate son,
drinking out of my desire for you.
Holding hostage everything I own,
my pride, my life, my heart,
you are my lover,
my dear damning Adonis,
and I will treasure you forever.
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Give me some beat, mr Saxo!