He inked me like a secret map
Hues of faint scarlet and drops of plans
Etch after etch his directions taking shape
His serpentine intensions gliding over me
The candlelit night flickers a bit
Almost losing its breath over us
Shying away from the bold lines and curves of me
Kisses soldered onto every breath
Almost asking for the pain of his grip
Just enough to seek the cool of his binds
Barely together under his sun lit gaze
My will to keep my eyes from closing melting with the candles
My strength to stay afloat in the rush of passion eroding away
The sin within moves with his fingers like a charm
And his head bows before the reflection of his own ecstasy in my eyes