Shadowlands

As I lust, thirsting,
drowning in your sorrows,
crossing into your garden of Eden,
your breath caressing my ear,
with soft whispers.

Feeling your passion,
tasting your ecstasy,
of this fantasy in dreams,
our endless darkness,
bodies intertwine.

The contours of your body,
bending to my will,
driven by our own Hell,
into the shadowlands,
climbing to the highest peak