Atop this mountain castle Master of all I survey

A muse appears out of darkness

Nude, coy and mysterious

Dancing to unheard melodies

Floating on the winds

Beckoning me to follow

Luring me to unknowable pleasure

Underestimating me

Confidently I follow

Curiosity striking quick

Soon to know this angel

To hear her cries and moans

Her heavenly flesh to feel

I strike with the speed of an arrow

Her response intense and loud

Wetness, warmth ensues

Knowledge of her intimately gained

Her body mastered

Mind subdued

Cravings satisfied

The result of a nymph

Who chose to tempt

The God of Sex