I walk the hidden path that runs far into the forest, deep beneath this starless night sky

This is a dangerous game, we have chosen to play, a game of fate between just you and I..

A selfish game of passion, that began spiraling downward on a twisted road of deceit.

I have to pay close attention,   for the mistakes of others I can't afford to repeat.

It's growing darker, the deeper into the forest I go, I hear wings flutter above me.

I am scared, yet I know in my heart that I must have you , then I can finally be free

I feel my heart pounding as if it would break free from the strong bonds that have held it so long.

My legs are getting weak  , I couldn't turn back now no matter what...Dear God this is so wrong....

I should have gotten out of this game in the beginning, while I still had complete control.

Every time I even tried though, there was such a void, so dark and bleak...a  human sinkhole.

The odd cave opening is just across this shallow creek, where I know you will be resting

Remember when you said, one night will be enough, will your promise withstand tonight's testing?

Or will I stand and feel my heart shatter into a million pieces, as I watch you doze.

Then lose my resolve, as I  kneel down beside you and cautiously start to undo your clothes.

How long can I deny myself the pleasures that you offer , those that before me now lay .

Do you even realize how you torture me, tempting me in your quiet innocent way.

You feel  soft and satiny to my quivering fingers as they begin to gently stroke.

The scent of sandalwood soap brings dreams of  slithering into a bath tub with you to soak.

Impatiently, I shed this barrier of clothes that's between us, for I need to feel you,

I crave the exciting sensations of my skin against yours, a feeling long over due.

Your stirring beside me beckons me to hurry, there is so much I want to touch, to taste,

Please stay asleep just a little longer, not one moment of this night,  do I want to waste.

Your right nipple hardens beneath my tongue as it is  carefully  drawn in for  gentle nips.

A slow path I travel from there, down your stomach as I leave a hot moist trail with my lips.

As my hands softly massage your firm inner thighs my mouth has taken a course of it's own.

A small taste reeled into an intensity that I couldn't control, then came a weak moan.

Quietly,  I reached for my clothes, swiftly dressed and slipped from the cave into the soft morning sun..

I paused as the dark shrouded void appeared before me...was it over...had the game  been won.

I felt so empty, so incomplete... I was being drawn back like a frail moth to a bright streetlight.

Once inside I didn't have to ask, you smiled, reached for me and the passions begin to ignite