Unlawful Love

How tender the touch
of the attentive warrior
in the dark hours
before battle.

How soothing the warmth
of his wounded heart
to love and protect
the origin of his beginnings.

To sip mother’s milk
With enchanting lips
To send her over the edge
Into the trenches of his passion.

With willful longing
Follow his eager lust
Into the cavern of your loving cleft
Allowing only his loyal thrust.

Take the seed of his semen
Hold it
For it will bewitch the essence of your being
And be the seduction forever buried in your scars.