Atop this mountain castle Master of all I survey
A muse appears out of darkness
Nude, coy and mysterious
Dancing to unheard melodies
Floating on the winds
Beckoning me to follow
Luring me to unknowable pleasure
Underestimating me
Confidently I follow
Curiosity striking quick
Soon to know this angel
To hear her cries and moans
Her heavenly flesh to feel
I strike with the speed of an arrow
Her response intense and loud
Wetness, warmth ensues
Knowledge of her intimately gained
Her body mastered
Mind subdued
Cravings satisfied
The result of a nymph
Who chose to tempt
The God of Sex
