With all my wounds me to haunt
and this life's tendency me to taunt
I see nothing but her skin before me,
transparent.. smooth, wet.

And I sail upon the ocean of her desire,
and I drink from the fountain of her youth,
so her eroticism do me enhance,
from it comes my passion and truth.

And I walk upon the dusky streets of her body,
and climb the vast mountains of her sex,
and I discover again it's sweetness like honey,
unto eternal lines will this fathoming get..

And I see vast gods within her breasts...
And I touch angels and demons in her thighs..
And I die within her , and I gasp dead above her..
And we merge together like dyes in a cauldron..

And in death and agony,
only her bare skin I see...
so I make love to her wherever I be...