Mountain Peak

Some say that Mount Everest is the highest mountain to life's outcome ,but I....oh I've walked years upon years through months of snow which time has no meaning too reach "The" Peak.... of the unknown, whose... bones have been formed from mine, taken from my rib while I lay asleep created and breathed air into lungs..., I hear sweet whispers spoken from this beast....asleep I awoke here freezing. Have I fallen to deep from this altitude with its potions and motions that cause me to see wrong or reveal the truth of what is to be of this peak that my heart so deathly seeks. each pick entered ,the echoing moans to groans and suddenly silence.... , spring water streams from all directions Mmm....the taste... indescribable to the human tongue , is this my infection, that I'm taken back by the curves of the rocks in all the right places and that sweet spot I so eagerly want to reach. noww....so close to my overdose, as I approach. I choke, at the thought of being brought to a place that really has nothing to set me free, but there she lay, my peak ,fire, warmth burning within this mountain oblivious to my arrival , I sit, silently.....and admire the empire her body created to keep me caged within these walls , a pause......she spreads open her kingdom gates and with authority tells me...... A Stranger, to "enter...slowly", adrenaline fear pulses through these vains at the pains that I've gone through to reach this place. Here, h....her.....here , she nibbles my ear and whispers why have I taken "so long" ......the song that is soon to be written now I've been bitten , this cave , this cage , this cold dark place , she ignites and makes it her stage , the last page in a chapter , I trap her, I grab the beast  behind her neck and pull her closer in a whip , breaths deepen , eyes locked, ready for the shot , her lips quiver like a rushing river waiting to burst , I thirst. Her neck the smell of fresh burned oak wood in a field of roses. I urge ,to devour her like a cannibal , no , an animal ,what has become of me, the heat intensifies , the snow upon her skin melts tracking every inch that I study before it disappears into my soon to be new home , alone, the zone....feasting on each others delicates the body has so perfectly created , I debated. should I carry own this virtue to be sucked into this fantasy with no world bounds, the sounds straight from her lips...my symphony. This cave now a grave where insecurities sheds itself to dust and forever gone into the wind , this sin my soul so urges to please till the burning desire within her is clarified  , I satisfy every forbidden route written by men throughout time. This sublime essence, my presence she steals worse than a thief where I am left to seek no more for now I've finally reached my mountain Peak.