Peel the flesh from my bones,

For I have withered from your touch.

The touch of a goddess,

Too powerful for my mortal form.

My body disintegrates,

Leaving but my mind.

Left in a constant bliss,

Unable to fathom a feeling any better than your euphoria.

A soulless shell you have left,

Dry and empty for you. 

Nothing can compare,

Your touch ecstasy.

Your taste like heaven.

A forbidden fruit. 

Gaia has left you here.

In the church of my lust.

You are the priestess, you are the holy scripture and you are the goddess for which I pray. 

I want to bathe in you and be cleansed of my sins.