Decadence

Tie your limbs with mine

And taste the bitter-sweetness of the skin

Drenched in the essence of a lover's passion

We do not make haste

In the art

That would soon climax to a masterpiece

Together we form the flawless imperfection

As the hips sway and wave

With the grace of the churning seas

Palms filled with tendered flesh

Velocity rising

Digging deeper, deeper

Into the idiosyncratic realm of woman

The drumming in your chest

Pounding rapidly

To the rhythm of your body's spasms

The core of my existence

Reluctant to self restraint

Giving in to the divine masochistic pleasures

We selfishly indulge

With no thought for the morrow

Whimpering, gasping

Clutching grasping

The forbidden fruit that complicated the world for adam

And drew blood from Eve