Michael McParland


In The Dark


In the dark I pierce you in the heart of what is good and brings life.
It gives me such a thrill.
The ecstasy begins to spill.
You shout and moan as I groan.

The passion kills with such delight.
I never want to end this night.
We all feel better when we meet this fate.
For this pleasure it's never too late.
The rhythm pulses and pounds.
Our inhibitions lay on the ground.

In the dark our desires meet.
With you now I feel no defeat.
Let's make it last, we have no past,
we have no future so let's get it right.

Alone with you in the dark,
we've created quite a spark.
In our pleasure we shout and bark.
It's over now we've had our sin.
I'll call you soon and it will begin again.

Submitted: Wednesday, July 23, 2014

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