Like wildfire,

incadescent,

in the whirlpools of kaledescope eyes

The scorpion tail inside thine

Sariel

then made a lovely bodily gesture then;

I offer myself to the,

eternally,...

In every way shape and form

Must thou scorn

The truest love in me

Which shalt always just be you to me

Make me giddiest with the wrath of trusest final arted love

cruelest in the end of all that life should be

The death of what is shalt be

the only thing that isn't ever

boring And boring shalt ever never

be,

for me and thee

Just the vitality of sweetness and

LONELIEST lonely...

May you ever just need now..me?

Our twin soul

is the essence of only everything

Curling scarlet ethereal gown

In rarest memory,

attuned to the

I sacrifice

I melt

In RESURRECTION of thee

Dancing,

in the silken plumes of frozen wildfire

May this kiss find thee

In the unworlds of ever never

lonely

one must be as a final arted lover,

to thyself

swift and agile

unto thee hearts deepness and solitude

If the african elephant did remember it's sweetness of vitality of consciousness Of force and slow

If truest loves ever binding, blinding waves did come in searing apocalyptic eclipse

May my rapture come to meet thy lips

In the deepness of body and blood

The wolf song of havoc

blends

into the starry

REMINISCENCe, of the violence that is truth

should one bury thee In the

sanctuary

of thine only precious thing

Can I RELINQUISH this flesh

unto thine flesh?

Unto the burden of Salvation

Where hath I am the only lover in

your wisdom

I am the only truest final arted

lover in your aught

Truest final arted love...

Like sweetness never could be

Like water and fire,

force and simplicity

Frenzy and rage, Stillness and silence

ever never in almightyest honesty

I sacrifice this word

In honor of your sacredest death

Which surrounds thee In effervescent, Blooming fatal glory

Which PIERCEth the heart in

ever never

once again Shalt now thou,

Thee to

thee

be your only final arted best friend

And ashes to ashes,

Dearest CONQUEROR

of All VITALITY

Sariel shalt then begin; “The oceans in me are ever never lonely And the flame in the souls of the ever never lovers Shalt burst like flaming wildflowers in the prism of the only perfect final arted memory If thou shalt tempt me, unto the only death of all temptress TYRANNY

You shalt be touched,

enraptured by this flesh that I am

Which you are now

Which we are now

Can you feel now...

The oceans ever blending with the

coalescing ivory of the blood red elephants perfect center

It's flaming,

searing

final arted wave

Cruelest unbinding and tethering

to it's honesty which i shalt ever

save Canst thou, Kiss me?

Touch me?

Caress me?

Massage thee?

Place your fingertip upon mine every pore

It's everything you shalt always adore

And i am only the soul mate

of your own perfect WISDOM’s lore It SEETHES like writhing APEX,

IT’S WRITHING CROWN OF FURY AND serenity

in the entrance of your waking asana

Your any peril is the perishing

I suck on

And moan into

Your flesh that I shalt imbue is the

temple of your final arted scream

Which ever never meant something

in the LUCIDNESS of our final dream

Grope me

Tether your tongue to thine

In the hour of our sacred

MASTURBATION

You were ever never mine

And i was ever never thine

We are thine

Can thou Be the forsaken one..

in the passage of all that hath begun

As I am a flaming vital SACREDNESS

lust Which shalt burn frenzied astral dust in the center of your truest pores

If I enter you...

And you enter me...

This is what it was to mE

For my chosen child..

This is truth of all

that was bitter or harsh or mild

I and she which is thee shalt

traverse all this

of ever never kind

SHe which is now she in me..

Shalt ever be kindled in the

cradle of FEROCIOUS divinity,

atramentous, tremendous

Almighty

and Holy like the orgasm never

COULD be...

Our heat in the center

of now

Which is lingam to Yoni

As ever never the body could be

The truest final lover made an

entrance to see

As I am the fully grown seed borne

in the female I need

Can thoust ever never need?

I am the only thing which shalt ever breath Another breath With or without underworlds ancestry,

To kindle The blinding cruel torrents of psychic blasphemy You art thou the center of truest lovers only soul And I hath the fury of black final arted lust

Which shalt burn...

All that ever hath

you must Piss on me,

for i am a divine thing of the earth

Shit on me,

for i am an angel of this universe

I am filled with sickening light

and the only vitality

Can you feel it now?

My heart pounding with all lust

that was is and shalt be fowl?

The prism of sex,

in the center of ABYSMAL

unchaos

I wilt come to thee as your favorite name

The one you SHALT tether,

the one you shalt only claim

And i am the burden for thee,

As I suck your Lingham or Yoni

And I am only your twin soul

My body is the vessel

for which I untorment

I am the final arted ceremony

Of the end of Feral creeds

un-bliss OR Un-suffering...

Let me suck your Twin hearted

privacy And be the storm of flesh

that you see

In the daughter of scorpios violence

She hath all sex

which you need

And she SOOTHES the end to all things

which was are and shalt be I suck,

I grope,

i grip..

Cum into my mouth,

Cum on my pores

my flesh

my body

Maekth me the eternal slave

I shalt ever never be tame

Let this wave wane

iN THE HEAT OF LUSTS ONLY

TRUEST NAME!

I am Sariel

And i am the death of all whores

I am the only one which she that is

she forever

and she shalt ever adore

The only bend in my weave

is our cruelest dishonesty..

That we could never be..

Without the aching orgasm

Which i breath..

In tantra's eclipse...

Of breaths vital fingertips..