Something tells me
that you exist,
beyond the shadow
cast by my mind.
Though you are grey
nothing but a wraith
I see you framed by
the tormenting pyre of lust.
You dominate my body,
my every thought bent
on making you accept
your submission.
You violate my existence
as I destroy your will,
Both figures glisten
with our corrupt pervasion.
Into every aperture you
infringe your carnality
I whimper and cry out 
together we beg for more.
Scream.
Shudder.
Stop.