Gothic Erotic

The moon of the clear night
Paints contours on the arch
Two bodies surrender to lust's power
The blood pulses, we’re truly not cold

Your hands glide over smooth leather
Warm skin makes your eyes widen
My hand roughly frees you from the fabric
Your breasts tremble, now is the time
Your eyes silent, fleeing without fear
Your body beckons, it’s about to happen
Your mouth now touches my skin
The trail of your tongue leads to my loins
Time, the act slowly turns us into beasts
Rare screams echo through the clear night
The marks of your body testify to my love
The scars, the target of our desire, can’t be denied
Your nails dig into my flesh right now
The hot blood of my wounds is now yours
My honey makes your lips shine
Dripping on your breasts, flowing down knows no bounds
It flows over soft skin, gathers in your lap
The ruin lives, the earth shakes, the desire is great

Like wolves, we want to mate
Sex reigns, without sin, without shadow
The urge carries us through space and time
Our souls have now freed the body

The place of torture is a pleasure, please don’t be mad
Where once death ruled, I lick your wet, hot mouth