Temptation

By Corbeau
 

The darkness half drapes my brow
Moist with sweat my body shudders
Entranced with passion,
Sweet surrender of my soul
The fruit so ripe , filled with temptation
Do I dare linger in the forbidden?
Smoldering into bliss with the words
I gasp ,what has become of me
And then the hands on my skin
Running the length of me
Beckoning my name in whispers
His breath on me hot, moist
My lips part, wanton pleasure
Yesterday is lost
A tear falls so helplessly cold
I struggle with the demons
Into the burrows and depths
raptured in his essence
Captured by the prince
For eternity in his darkness
The fire burns