there is no end to fire; as she, burns. and you will burn inside, me. while flesh molds, binding. each withered and pried, spirit - to the bestial massacre, of self ruination. you will feel my talons running up your spine, digging into. the meat of your back. my breath is hot, to singe hair; and skin. burning, with carnal intent. our desire is raw, made to serve. two gasping bodies, twisted; by the profound enamouration, of violent intimacy. love. you will feel my power. burning, deep inside you; you feel such passion, as the night swiftly takes us into the lusting nirvana of animalistic fury. the surrender is there, in the way you brush your lips. over my soul. passion, as it screams, beneath. the savage cry of flames, and the lengthening hours of dolor. the grass is soft, beneath us. and in our nakedness, i gasp. flesh, wrapped in fur - we writhe beneath paradise. that is the mouth, of our savage eden. conquer and consume. our world is wicked, omnipresent; created from the labouring admonition of sensual paradise. fur, flesh, become the same. possessed in one mortal body - the goddess of cats, as she blesses us with her divine dissuasion.

and bestial, allure. fore baast is the matriarch, and seer, of all that which is feline, and evil. seductive and wrathful, she was a powerful deity worshiped for her glorified holiness. the lands were overrun with her desire, grief. and in the wake of her infinite tyranny, Egypt was created. the earth was parched, dry with her bloodied thirst. and within the sanctum of her holy sanctuaries, she had aspired to mold children, demi-gods, from her very own flesh and womb. she gave her children, eyes. lips. arms. limbs, to move. and embrace the beauty of their frightening immortality. as they grew with such unbridled strength, and evocative power; accompanying, their great goddess through wars and timeless victories. the days were long, ferocious - and nights thick with lust, and feral ambition. soon the children of baast had sought more. desired more. feeding the vim of their sinful greed and gluttonous fervency, with the appetite of their uncontrollable anguish. they devoured, and devoured and devoured. consuming and killing everything in their path. drunk on the bloodlust of their victims. and selfish, arrogance. soon the earth quaked with their unsatiated terror.

dying beneath their wars and blackened hatred. plague, famine and disease scarred the lands. condemning millions to a world of endless death and suffering. paradise had soon turned to hell, as the children of baast were copulating with mortal women, birthing sin to a new revolution. furious, and outraged by such displays of outright defiance, the goddess baast viciously slew those of whom defied her. she stripped her beloved sons and daughters of their divine magic and sorcery, rendering them to the countenance of mere mortals. banished from the vestal altars of her holy temple, the children of baast were mercilessly, punished. leaving them powerless, with only the single gift of feline transformation. forced to hide and coexist among the world of men, where cruelty and sadism flourished during massacres, and witch trials. the children of baast were violently thrust into eden, were fate and abandonment would succumb to their ill-fated screams. crushed, in silk and leather - moist, was the dampening feel of your wet tongue; narrowed, as each fleshy crevice, were dissolved. by the poisoned fabrication, of your wanton lust.

smooth limbs. dark skin. the supple tenderness of carnal intimacy. bliss. love. i tasted everything of you. everything i could greedily, indulge. everything i could find. desire. ache for the eternity, in the worship of your being - void of my touch once, possessed of ardour. indeed, i had driven you to insanity. i was madly in love. and could not stop from touching you. yet, the passion was so much delicious; so much wild, and; unrelenting. when the screams could never be heard. when the cries were ignored. when tears and blood and broken mirrors became of our sweet, and sinful union - do you remember my lips, when the darkness covered our naked bodies. and i kissed you, so viciously. o, something about a lover's cruelty, that can be such a fucking rush. yet here i stand, now. alone. always alone (as fiercely independent, and prone to wanderlust, as i am). i take what i need, and deprive. destroy, those who stand in my way in the sheer tenacity, of survivalism. but here, in the softness of the wild, midnight hour. beneath the moon. the wind. the trees. here, i am free.

Her heart, begs. Carved, in desperated potency. Crying for salvation. For release. what empty hollow, that fills her soul. is the waste of love, void. of his grief. hers. misery, welts. withering, to decay her sense of reason. and will, to live. an absence in suffering, rewrites. the adulteration, of her adverse poetry. tragedies, fleshed in sin and sorrow. where blood, whispers. run, their course. over his coffin, mark'd engrave. unrequited love, binds the spirit. killing hers, for eternity. Madness and jealousy, become unrelenting, lovers. Wedded to kiss, aching flesh. Flesh that cannot be seized; Flesh that cannot be grasped. fore Hers. Was an addiction, buried. not, in the physical; but the infinite pining, of carnal (spiritual) memory. the scent, palpitates. in intervals, in decree; desire, overwhelms. as heat, rises. to meet the violent crescendo. of their ill-fated, screams. like a storm, brewing. untamed, peril cast o'er treacherous cliffs. into the savage ocean, raging sinew. whose deep waters, parted. to feel her waist.

ripping, grinding. vicious fingers, tearing clothes. skin. hair. till nudity, thus, eaten; uncouth, by sexual vulgarity - and euphoric need. in the mercy, of anguish. and tortured, attrition. she would find revelation in the hunger of his liberating kiss. raw, acid engrossed. lines the full jaws, of his. intoxicating lips. caked in rabid ire, is the vengeance of their hatred, once possessed. as love becomes a bible. rewriting, the destruction of adam and eve.