Sin

    
stoic in your sin
unknown to the touch
dip, swirl, slide lips to tip
salvation from the ache

then lies me down
slips inside darkness need
I envelop you in my pain

fill me with your truth
as you bury yourself inside my lusts
redemption is found in my sacred halls

burning with a feeling
an understanding
on this level, we communicate unafraid

vulnerable to your touch I weep
my priest of debauchery
unleashes the fury and frees me

delicate is the day
and tender is my touch
on your battle scars

glide, swirl, I take you deep inside me
for a moment two become one
it's quiet here, there is just you and I
a steady rhythm beating back the night

a soul's communion
when sex is god