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She wore ninety nine veils
Covering every part of her
The drums began to pulse
The flutes began to flutter
The first veil dropped
Ninety eight more to go
Hypnotic hours and epochs
We’ve been lost in our lust
It’s not what we can see
That draws our eyes
But what we can’t
While one veil remained
We could still each imagine
Our own private paradise
Just beyond that flimsy gauze
What shapes, what fragrances
Joy above every expression
Delight exceeding every limit
She teased and she pranced
Shaking the last veil about
Then it dropped from her hand
Her body at last revealed
The horror, the horror
No graceful hand, no supple breast
No lips nor flowing mane
An endless darkness
Radiating icicles of night
The eschaton of our dreams
It spread and covered us
Crushing us beneath its weight
She penetrated every opening
Our laughter and lust reversed
She thrusted and thrusted again
Until each man spilled a single seed
Expressed into the void
That endless receptacle
The womb of a new cosmos