How sweet is the tender touch as I caress your every limb.
Our lips meet and thoughts collide on each and every sin.
Even as I take you into my warm embrace.
I smother the image by destroying your very grace.
Transforming now our reality to fantasy.
Pain brings the passion to ecstasy.
You shudder, I feel you tremor to your bones.
A sweet sensation adding to the quiet undertones.
Softly now, gently I lay you down.
I board you up inside with the golden crown.
And there dies the buried light.
Another name, another dove takes flight.