Can you feel the walls stare while you lie there bare?
Exposing yourself to him as the lights grow dim,
Letting him see underneath your skin.
Ensnared, by his charming grin.
You grimace, as he scans your body.
A temple stripped from all that was holy.
Yet he bows in prayer as if it holds a deity
And his eyes worship everything that he can see.
Entranced by intimacy
Your bodies begin to blend,
No beginning, no end.
Just infinite skin, and boundless pleasure.
Digging deeper to find the treasure.
Making your own grave, as you die over again.

-SLuR