The sword cuts deep into my mind as my soul swirls ascending through.

Deepening.

Be still though you quiver.

Hand and and as we lay and partake in the forbidden fruit.

Sustenance to this parched body and nutrients to this burdened mind.

You breath out as our passion flows and your mind cascades the walls that house our love.

An eruption of ecstasy.

Fire.

Take me on as your knight of glory.

You are the most of anything I want.

To lay here next to you, hand and hand as our troubles dissipate and expire.

I utter nothing more then "I love you".