Flesh Sonata Vol. 3 Overture 1
When dusk is upon us The candles are lit When the sun is gone along with its warmth the space between us charged with lust The finality of when the clock strikes What a relief to hear it What joy! We shall be the source of fire that ignites the shadows within The orbits magnetically connecting us Panting Shivering Hissing Domination Submission Intertwining like vines on a branch holding my body captive The moon and the stars our only witnesses Domineering Subversion your flesh a tasty experience Unsuspecting of the cruelty that awaited thus your voice sounded elated that was my intention I wanted the screeching sonata of panic. The rising tides of frenzy Your muscle memorizing the organ clenching and shaping to its size as my tongue danced around tasting the flesh at its freshest I felt it down my throat and gut with a final spasm You ceased “Bravo! Beautiful!” I cheered with an applause and a wipe of my mouth I smeared your remains on my face...