He comes out of the darkest of dark nights
A black mist hovering over my bed
An aura of great magic and might
Like a whisper that kisses my forehead

Wispy fingers gently caress my cheek
A soft breeze consuming me with delight
I awaken from the touch that I seek
My heart beating from the delicious fright

I gasp and writhe underneath his lush frame
So lost within his dark cloud of pleasure
Surrendering all of me with no shame
A wanton desire I so treasure

Don’t let me go, my ghost of decadence
Let your darkness eclipse my innocence