Your hands touched my face and trailed down my chest,
Our eyes met and you whispered my name like sweet nectar,
Your lips caressed mine, your tongue brushed my own,
Our hands embraced each other in a second lingering like eternity,
We forged a lock merging our bodies and souls, all that we are in one.
I became the vessel of your will, the desire and fire manifest in flesh,
I followed the whispers, haunting teasing sentences leading me to new sins,
My pleasure fuelled your desire, and your desire fuelled my love,
Ever-present warmth, you were my secret lover when no one else knew,
No one watched us write upon the heavens the love that dare not speak its name.

Gentle caress and animalistic grunts, parody of pure yet tainted affection,
Our curiosity ventured to explore new territories of our love,
I was with and of you, as you were with and part of my soul,
I welcomed you, took you to my bosom and shared my hurt and sorrow,
Gentle caress healed my vulnerability and made me whole again.
Trust, intimacy and love, we ventured to find a new high, a taste of heaven,
I submitted to your love, that warm embrace surrounded and entered the core,
A sweet submission to the flesh of man raised us to the Eros of the gods,
L’amore de l’impossible made possible and pure, written for all to see,
I speak its name now as a bittersweet memory of its sweetest sin.