The quickening of my pulse against your mouth
and the shy flush, like a dewed peach, you said
sweet taste of budding lilies on your tongue
soiled with scarlet flames against my throat
My screams are drowned in your hungry eyes,
raven-black pecked with lust
you trace my body with temptation, kiss my imperfections,
and i'm drowning in an ocean of fire, sin, desire.
"please, don't stop."