Nails teasing at my back, set my spine on fire. Teeth gracing where the eyes can't have sight. Twisting and arching, tasting the burning satisfaction. She can't be quenched. My skin meets you and melts to the touch. I'm lost in this moment which has been a lifetime. My head aches with desire that can only be freed by words. These words are forsaken and would break all the binding. I'll keep on wrapping around the oak tree till I can truly see.