Night had wrought bloody adventure,

Indulged on enduring sight,

Tangible desires satiated,

Intangible impulses,

Created.

 

Additional was needed to lechery’s rising tides,

A maelstrom’s hand, coldly clenches me,

Accompanied by the Vortices of want,

An inadequate nourishment vexes,

Its promise of unfulfillment,

Compounds the need,

What is happening?

When shall it feed?

How to be free?

 

 

Lascivious offerings shall soon scream their benefaction,

Delight in form, sweet in taste, the ardour attractive

New afflictions of flesh ignited,

Her sweet body dully invited,

Subservient to my will,

She accepts my flesh,

No remorse in taste,

Our bodies peaking,

Climax reunited.