Had I been recalcitrant, there
would be no declivity to sway my
Your darkness easily immerses me.
The ineffable beauty of your form provokes
my blood to pool; heart beats rapidlyÖ
desperate for sound.
Cognoscente of ecstasyó
you skulk around my need, looking for ways
to open my senses.
My frangible skin is pierced by your lust.
It begs to be tasted.
There is nothing to save me
from your vulpine seduction; for my
has licked the flame of desire.
This pulsating rhythm