When the sun darkened at noon across the peat bogs locust shook their wings, took flight and fled and became silent as the thunder boomed with no love songs to wed Now with every cloud that passes and curses the wind half shadowed by the sun, half shadowed by the night with tongue, I cast more heavenly spite winter's savory taste Lusting your cunt's aphrodisiac and your parting thighs
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