Fever Dreams
/Fever dreams
Liberate the mind
Boundless and edgeless
Thoughts flow
Skipping between
Ponds of reality…
Fever dreams
Liberate the mind
Boundless and edgeless
Thoughts flow
Skipping between
Ponds of reality…
‘Twas the day of Harvest End,
And the festival was in town.
Liquor and laughter ran free
And all sorts of debauchery abound.
The young and the fun
They played a curious game.
If you catch and kiss a maiden,
She’s yours that night to tame…
A quite word,
Will have you kneeling,
Implicit control,
A sensual feeling.
But before we begin,
You must share your limit,
Your kinks and desires,
And what you strictly prohibit…
This is shadow work with a twist.
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