As the rain worships the shadows
To the pulpit of the moon
They divulge their sins
Using their mouths
Not for words
Lips kiss, caress, suck
And swallow confessions
Their shrine of desire
Has no limits

Some say I need a dose of reality
Sorry, I’m unavailable
Too lost and not looking for direction
I’m sliding off the map
Into imaginary adventures
Sailing into the unknown
Found focus reflected in dreams
Reality, don’t come looking for me

He brings out my fantasies
I crave his insanity
To make love to his desires
They light me up, set me on fire
My pulse pounds
I want him as my playground
A torrent of need
Makes me concede
To his devious demons