Illicit Ecstasy

You’re overwhelmed by those images in your head
That at first they seem like some passing fascination,  
But then the thought becomes more vivid and lively,  
You find yourself living with the constant obsession.  
And the sweet torment of the filthy fantasy fulfills you,  
For only a little while, until you delve in it again,  
In fleeting names of shapes and forms, of acts unknown,  
That seems to feed your hunger that has no end.  
It becomes the perfect scenario of man’s indulgence,  
In things that are forbidden and that should never be,  
But in the darkest places of the heart and mind you find,  
Ways to relish in the visions of vile and illicit ecstasy.