The Sunrise Lust

Date: 07/13/2013 at 00:30
From: Nixxe, Scarlatti's Weaver of Imagination
To : Everyone
Subj: The Sunrise Lust

My love embraces the endless cosmos of joy.
and my sweetheart quivers in steaming delight.
The night becomes intertwined lascivious residue.
Thus the wind writhes in agony the ecstasy of voluptuous lust.

The sun throbs with the spit of Cycle madness.
Can Eternity conjures a mist the abandonment of passion-filled smoke.
The moon spews forth the rapture of wanton dew drops.
Yea, the rapture of wanton dew drops!

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Scarlatan, in the year 630 AF.