Bordello Babylon: Pleasure Parlor

The Garden of Dark Delights
By Draconis Blackthorne

Through gnarled canopies in forbidden shadows
Overgrown with tentacle vines
Like tangled manes in ecstasy's delight
Plunge the depths of your desires
Bathe in flames of kundalini's pyre

'Neath colored and gentle candle's light
Satyr, nymph, invocation
Succubus conflagration
Breast and thigh, flickering sight
Breathing in the incense flight
Breaking chains and reservations
Peering through a maze of stricture

Don the daemon wings of freedom
Shedding ignorant perfidy
As vestments falling to the floor
Dare you come to jar the door
Marvel with your secret eye
Hidden wonders lurk inside
Reflections of yourself divine
Of sinful joy, in rapture's flailing
Enlightenment's Embrace

The Garden of Dark Delights
whispers in your sleep...

Exorcise the angels of guilt
Haloes are nooses to the evolved
Imbibe sweet nectars flowing fresh
Exercise the joyful beast
In silken fields of lush indulgence
Enter parted gates of pleasure
An earthly heaven born of carnal splendor

The Garden of Dark Delights
calls to you...

Hear the trill of Pan's persuation
Dance the dance of life!
Come play in The fertile garden
Ripened fruit, ambrosia blushing
Waxen pulp on cleft ebbing
Twisting furl in moist awaiting
The thorn with serum's dew, pulsating
In erubescent effervescence
Cleave the blossom's efflorescence
Awash in Fount of Passion's bliss

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