Calling Of The Elm - Sex Stories

Calling Of The Elm

In knell the echoing silence Distant calling of the elm Whisp' winds blew Hungering wakenings of my keep Born of the coven Sired by the lingering moon In darkness I am the shadow Within sleepin' dreams Ivory of the tingling flesh Kissing away lingering fears I coo verses of The Sandman Arraying stiffness of my shaft On quilt of morrow's dew Thee bed down your mortality In psalms thee pray my kisses Upon your swollen womanhood Mournful caws of jackdaws Sighs in lingering rest Soft breath of the whisp' Seeking my hungering lips In mime throbbing deeply Crevice of the slit Bequeathing eternal lust My penis drips forever's Stream of my semen Gift of eternal sensuality Swooning in thee cum Distant calling of the elm In knell the echoing silence Sighing proses of stanzas I write Your hips rising in acceptance Hungering wakenings of my keep