I can't think of anything else...

I'm wrapped up in layers of you...

a living breathing mummy man.

Stripped away to nothingness.

Tripping....

Ripping free from reality

with every new concretion.

A living dead man

filled with sickness...

ghosted by lusts that I can not express.

But I'm wrapped inside you,

and even as I pass away

my cherry sweet sex will resurrect my memory.

You're all around me...

And I will haunt you forever.