In the blackness a pinpoint becomes a shaft of light
There is no way to deny it, no reason to fight
From the light a dark wisp of dust becomes a figure
My personal demon sent to torture beyond pleasure
Lust rules me, my surrender the option, but never a choice
Knowing he wants to hear the carnal edge in my voice
Please, my eyes entreat and please again I beg of you
What more can or must I do to make you feel it, too
That want that need that overwhelming desire
To feel my body enflamed consumed in passions fire
From my writhing body we take our delight
Leaving me breathless and weakened from his bite
The beam of light narrows and with it his retreat
Having been completely ravaged I am temporarily replete
But the magnificence of sexual satisfaction is fleeting
I’m once again starved, my body swelling and heating
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