Her Native Soul is His

Brisk breeze, unwavering
Cools naked flesh uncovered
Sparks of fiery lust evolve
He persuades, intoxicates
Compelling her

Coveting darkness, captive
Sea waves fill the silence
Tides swell, release in rhythm
He devours boundaries
Consuming her

Nocturnal thunder fades
Train whistle, roaring on
Ceaseless journey
His firm dominion
Commanding her

Lingering shadows camouflaged
Elusive silhouettes still dance
Covert interplay, ballet
Master choreographer
Composing her

Celestial canvas, starry night
Infinite galaxy, voyagers of space
Transcend limits inside out
His territory marked, defined
Claiming her

Dark mysteries exposed, lay bare
Steadfast dominant stands guard
He compels, consumes, commands
Skillfully composes, claims
Her native soul…submission.