Belonging to you

I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!
I hear the screams.
I know that tis me who gives voice to this demonic noise.
Yet the screams tell lie.
 A cavern of rooms I am trapped,
 lost inside your voice, your touch,
 the smell of your passion slick body,
all that I have never known,
but dear God I do know, oh how I know.
The touch of your warm callused hand,
gliding over silken flesh.
The scent of your rage, the taste of your passionate kisses.
I have never known the feel of you between my thighs, caressing, stroking, igniting passions that soar ever higher.
 Still I know,
 every breath you breathe
assailing my senses,
 ever husky whisper.
The moans of your hunger.
I can hear your lustful groans as I seduce you. Hear them as I am brutally thrown down,
 feeling your heat as you savagely pound. Thrusting your way to our paradise.
My screams of pleasured pain,
together as we drown.
I have never known,
 but ever tear drenched memory binds me,
 holds me, chaining me to you.
 The fiber of my soul entwined with yours, clawing, carressing, touching, battering, screaming, crying, begging, loving,
bleeding all because
I belong to you.