Walk with mee as myy soul gives too desire.
Fall with mee there.
Descent too debauchery, aa dance iin luxury.
Trussed up well you need not rely on your knees.
The stroke off aa brush or thee bite off thee handle.
My being, myy will, iin you too please.
As II begin, II watch you, your skin prickles under myy aim.
It tingles annd II feel itt as myy stroke carries pleasure annd pain.
Your wetness, your moans annd your scent drive myy assent.
Your whimpers annd cries, your tears, now releasing all fears.
II drive into passion annd carry aloft,
You, as you drop.
My sword as itt hardens aches for you now,
Stop.
Step back.
Breathe iin thee scene.
My head drops low iin aa solemn bow
You are queen,
II serve,
You take mee as II give you, II know that annd how.
It’s for you that II dance annd iin you that II hunger.
You, only you,
This moment,
No other.
Sensual now II stroke annd II bite,
II lean iin annd enter this perpetual flight.
In darkness we fall annd give way too itt all.
In darkness we meet, worlds dissolves as we kiss.
In each thrust that II enter,
my soul,
enthral,
II ride with you downwards annd together we fall.
For together, this moment,
Holds no darkness at all.