Whilst we're here

I shall make you dream

Let me feel

that gasp of breath

your aching soul

is mine to hold

Each second I have

every moment we share

my existence is filled

And we call that home.

~

I watch her struggle,

With tyrant eyes,

Lust filled pleas,

No words of guise.

My specter hands,

with haunting touch

the teasing digits

she craved so much.

My hot breath whispers

along her flesh

My teasing toys

of joyful distress

A lightning bolt

just before she is done

now enjoy it all

my precious one

The final cry

of the spectacular

resounds

I am always her conquer

For I am her king.