Her body
His canvas
To paint
Story of passion
His tongue
Painted fervor
At her crevice

I paint it
All black
Grim heart
Tied to yours
That chain
Is everlasting
No hope
Of rescue
I get drowned
In deep abyss

I wanted to pluck stars
For your eyes
But I fell
Just a rung short
So I plucked roses
From the rose bush
As pink
As the blush
On your cheeks

I met you at the bar
Our hands brushed
& I sensed it in my heart
Looming heavy
That’s when I knew
This dangerous encounter
Will consume my being
In its fiery passion

Wrapped in lace & satin
Your cold body
Enjoying my warmth
In sugarcane fields
I make tattoos on you
Beautiful tattoos
In coppery sweetness
Of my fingers
As I trace writhing maggots
Where your heart could be

Your love
Like a spectral mirage
Wraps my whole being
I rewrite
My destiny
With you

I come to u
On my knees
Towering u stand
My master
Of pain & passion
I look up at u
In reverence
Only u can
Rest my ardor