Unwavering, the fire ran amock inside
pushing and thrashing all the restraints
sanity has fallen and left astray
leaving with the gnaw and pure need
for a sultry dance that wracks my bed with need.
Awaken the dragon, awaken thy passion
let it flow and delight the angels
make me yearn and abhor every strokes
make me bleed and rasp in gentle murmurs
oh guilty pleasures of the morn
you sicken and cures my soul.