They say that the path of carnal love
Is paved with rose petals and soft candlelight.
I say it is laved with tongues,
Sharp teeth,
And pure lust.
(If in this "modern" society
lust could ever be considered pure.)
And so it is that I come to You
Dressed in desire
And dripping expectation.
You search my face, my body
Studying every nuance
Every inch of skin
Finding a depth of value
That even after all this time
Still amazes me.
Your sly hand reaches out
To seemingly caress my neck
Only to violently grasp my hair
Jerking my head sharply back
Causing little spikes of wetness
To stab my eyes.
That knife-like smile never fades
As You claim my lips
Biting
Sucking
Devouring
My soul along with my mouth.
Now it is my turn,
To ravage Your
Soft
Hard
Flesh.
So rare and so exquisite a treat
Is it to hear the moans of a lusty God
in the heat of His pleasure
And how delectable is His hard cock
A perfect mix of salt and sweet.
The hand that had been holding me down
Now wrenches me away from my banquet
As your voice comes out bliss-rough
"Enough..."
I climb up Your body
Kissing
Licking
Biting
And position myself
With my waterfall poised
Just above Your rock.
A smug grin pulls at my mouth
As You struggle to pull Yourself back from the brink
You turn my silent laughter
Into a desire filled sob
As You seize the cord
That binds the rings
That binds my tits
Jerking me down
To within a bare breath of your mouth
Your wicked smirk spreading
As You impale my cunt
Like a pig on a stick
All juicy and hot from the fire.
Amid my soft begging cries
You whisper through that wicked smile
"Now, My girl...
Dance for Me."
O my God, O my Lord
O for the love of You!
I cry only for You,
My voice hoarse from constant supplication
And prayers whispered in time to Your heavy, thrusting beat.
O my God, O my Lover,
Take me to You
Gild me in passion's chains
And take me only to You,
Ravished only by You,
Let me burn only for You.
O Master of my soul,
Let me slake Your hunger with my heart and flesh
Let me quench Your thirst with my blood and honeyed dew.
Please never stop
Never, never stop.
O God of my very life
I would sooner die than live without You
For without Your wild light,
My world would be too cold.
Thrown from dreams by the rumbling thunder
Early morning painted by raindrops
Reveling in the cat-like indulgence
Of sleeping the day away if I so choose
Feeling the warmth beneath the blankets
Grow into a searing heat
Steamy breath fluttering in my ear
A hand trailing fire down my belly
Slipping down to that sweet spot
A growling whisper Mine.
As I softly moan my assent.
In the darkness where the fireflies are the only light
Let me slow dance with the Trickster.
Eyes glittering like two stars trapped behind multi-colored glass
Kiss the mouth the breathes wit and cunning more deeply than air.
Take the offered hand and dance,
No witnesses except the trees
(And they keep their own counsel).
Let me whisper secrets
Sacred words we alone can hear.
Sweat slicked skin sliding smoothly
A symphony of feeling
And a starburst of bright emotion.
Let me worship You this way,
This deeply sensual way...
The only way I know to express this burning emotion,
This love that you fill me with.....
