Have you no mercy to show me? Must I
be driven to madness a rabid dog?
Merely by existing? How can I not
crush you into my arms? There, to explore
every velvet inch of you! Do I care
if the fiery breath of hell awaits me
for this transgression? Or, that you might spurn
me after I have nourished on your fruit.
If I could but once dance my tongues delight
upon silken curve, then tangle myself
in your quivering surrender. If I
could just see your eyes glaze as you thrash
to my mercy. How I long to hear pleas
for my forbearance become torrid cries
of lust. O’ to feel clenched thighs part. To know
them beg, for my attention, would this not
be enough to send me willingly into
Inferno. So come to me feel the steel
hardened by the temptress hiding in you.
Let us wrestle the beast to submission
and soar. Speak to me only through shiver
and wanton moan. Relinquish those cold chains
of binding modesty and leave love tracks
across my arching back in memento
of civilization's fall from grace. For
if my undoing lies in your downfall
then I am indeed a man lost to mad-
ness for I shall now storm this balustrade
and harvest the blossom that fans my flame.