| Book Information Warmth |
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| Added by | Stirk | ||
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From Cyrodiil I hail,
the Imperial heart.
But my heart longs for one,
who calls the east her home.
Through forest and valley,
lush wood and blue river,
To the hard land of ash,
I would go to see her.
The softest voice to call,
my name with tender lips.
Trace the curves of her form,
outline of her beauty
To memorize the shape,
a figure so lovely
The arches of her feet,
the arch of an eyebrow
Double arches heaving,
rise and fall of her chest
Face and flank the roundness,
of wonderous full cheeks
In lingering darkness,
I would inhale slowly
Almost I could taste it,
wine we had shared again
And deeper, more primal,
the sweat dried on her skin
Perfumes enticing still,
sweetly smelling her hair
Other scents undescrib'd,
lower under the sheets.
Half century she had,
twice the years I had earn'd.
And still so beautiful,
I cannot stay away.
Every journey a risk,
a danger I must meet.
Though I love its daughter,
Morrowind loves me not.
The dead are sacred here,
and I a blasphemer.
This land is not my home,
but for her I must stay.
Happiness forever,
awaits in her embrace.
And our passion calls me,
and I cannot deny.
Life and limb to see her,
to touch her naked shape.
Seems a fair trade to me,
to one so full of love.
But other smells and sights,
had waited to greet me.
Other forms next to hers,
Alongside and atop,
Thrust and grunt obscenely,
and leave their sweat on her.
Every journey a risk,
because the heart is weak.
And youthful ashen whores,
will part their legs for all.
Together next we were,
and I offer'd embrace.
Fingers wrapped lovingly,
about her slender throat.
She had no air to scream,
her eyes began to dim.
Then my hands loos'd themselves,
and I watch'd her as old.
Rise and fall of her chest,
peaceful as if sleeping.
A bruise grew at her neck,
though blended with her skin.
Gently I lay beside,
and had her as before.
So like a corpse she was,
unconscious but still warm.
Waiting for direction
needing animation.
I shudder and finish,
and wait in the darkness.
Her eyes flutter open,
a smile parts her blue lips.
Her mouth gives shape to words,
body push'd against me
"Always so exciting
my forbidden lover."
The smile turned savage
and she tasted my flesh
"I so enjoy our games,
filthy necromancer."