Crank it up!
Parasympathetic
Inner wolf howls but your moon don’t glove
Indulgence over abstinence
On the edge, ascension slow
Turning up and turning down
Fervor so headstrong
Turning in and turning ’round
Seven seconds long
Engage to expanse
The anticipation calls
Pleasure at a glans
A pure fucking load of balls
Boundaries lie unbroken
Full to the brim
Pass the point of no return
At your chagrin
Nervous system overload
Your voiceless scream
Borderline insatiate
It’s time to vent your spleen
No mortification
Don’t put your sin to death
Finality’s perpetuation
Scent of lust upon your breath
Abusive touch as walked in dark
Stroking the abyss
Inferno to be taken slow
A flame to set ablaze your bliss
Fiery tempest, don’t resist
The searing pain of syphilis
Feel that burn!
Obsessive addiction
Onani machine
Prolific manipulation
Time to vent your spleen
How long you got?
Seven seconds long