He was beyond her dreams

When she’s in his arms

Her world disappears

She opens her heart and soul

Like edging petals

Every caress burns

He has her craving more

A drowning touch

That ignites deep desire

Drift on high

She never wants to come down

her simple plea

“Please Sir

Put down your work

grab your weapon

graze my swollen flesh

read me a story

-our old story-

written in leather

etched upon my skin

with your skilful lashes

and plunge me into

the dark of my abyss 

where we commune

in our love language

soul on soul”