Holy ecstasy Stories

Dark lady, prisoner of cold virtue, I implore you, that passion to embrace Buried deep in your heart. Tis no disgrace To cast off your habit, and so be true To your desires, then rise in flesh anew And in rapture enter that holy place On the high summit of infinite grace Losing yourself in the ecstatic view. I am hard pressed in my forbidden lust, Pulsing with the rhythm of my desire To possess your soul, and with one sha...