Lusting Abyss, His Darkness - Act 2

The number four shows form, pleasurable are their colours Where normally it takes daylight to glow, to nurture natures flower Resonating to elation, affirming these coloured bonds The indifference of, blinded severely in respond Amidst his darkening dark, sighs abound from two In preach, clouded sermon is relayed, to run this virgin through *~* Such closeness in revel they, tongues asping if desiring more What shall be the outcome, who addresses life's future door Fervent zeal remains, against this backdrop of darkened hell Yet, she demands and delivers he, again his body swells *~* Content, now comfort reached, she resides within his grip Engulfed has the white become on this entering darkening trip Saliva drenched, his head now bowed, engrossed, achievement said Enriched by absorbing the white, amidst both, this stead Her looks of hunger abound, naked like birth, blossomed rife Do we dare to think of our surface, and what becomes of life *~* Like a sweetened girl in love, she looks up and admires the dark One can only fear our tomorrows, our white dove joins his stark Her body perky and peached, en-riched, she's now bowled over Leg raised in content, in his dark there can be called clover *~* An aching hunger cries for more, in torrid lustful bites His talons become their union, this darkened redded night Taking, she invites him so, to suckle on her charms Is this the virgin we knew, who once stood all alarmed Manipulated she now is, her abundance he's now in grace Shall she bow to her superior, in his darkly grimly place *~* Entwined they re-unite, as she absorbs his ogre charms Invitingly she takes, her lips like a welcoming balm He's tasted, taken in, in release he's in comfort gain Her light engrossed with his dark, goes against the grain *~*