I burn,
to sip the shadows
that drip from your quivering lips,
inhale the scent of your nightshade
and taste your orgasms,
exploding upon my tongue

smoke and whispers,
draw me into the narcotic mists
that wreath your libido,
slide your fingers into my hair,
pull me towards my passion
with eyes screaming debauchery
slake my undying thirst
in the scented streams of your sweetest cream

'til the walls shake in your crescendo
and the chains that tether my beast break
eliciting a throaty growl of my insatiable hunger
while I rise, sword drawn
to pierce the sultry secrets of your sweltering taboo

kissing you with the force of eons
as you lay back
upon an altar of corruption
seizing me with legs
that demand a thrust to sunder the heavens

driven beyond mercy,
within the vice of your thighs
I bite deep,
into the solace of your breasts
and torment your nipples
with the passion of mars

'til I brand you.... Mine
with seeds of sacrilige
spilling forth in rivers of ecstasy

... and may devils dance around our pyre...