Truth Lover, thou dost know the facets of my heart,
In heated searches of my prism,
Thou bathed, reveling in the colors of my fire.
Discovering supple brilliance, flawless lucidity,
Divine orifices, pleading to be filled.
Hues of flower, liquid and taboo
Effecting thee towards scintillation.
Rigidity reflected on sparkling cuts,
Completed only by cock refracted.
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