Be my oxygen.
I want to quiver at your touch.
I want to slide myself inside you
feel you pulsate while we took
Let the shiver run my spine
as your sweat mingles with mine
while our bodies intertwine
and finally merge.

Fruit, when forbidden, is all the sweeter for it.
Passion sanitized
my lust euthanized
silence equals death, I'm told
but not when death is little. Then,
silence builds,
expands,
consumes the very corners of my being
'til I'm so alive,
too alive - it makes me
want to kill myself.

Thrusting, writhing up and down
exhalating all your air, while
I breathe naught but you.
Youre my Eve, Im your Adam
I taste the poison on your lips
and feed it back to you.