And what love looked like,

was no longer hollow and bleak.

Centuries across the barren lands,

whispering words I dare not speak...

A ripple turned into a tidal wave;

these passionate memories I

will forever save.

The nights have

beckoned me my darkest dreams,

but they are not enough.

I want your touch; I like it rough.

Dripping with animalistic desire.

I long to pull you deep inside,

just to get me higher...

-HMG