Temptation

Hesitant at first the temptation to know him to taste his mind to be caressed by the darkness of his thoughts to drink from the cup he offered this temptation whispered my name incessantly and I knew that he was that potent elixir that I had thirsted for an invitation to sin that appealed to the darkness that ached to be released. I knew that in placing my hand within his that my fall would be a swift one plummeting into his depths like a rock within water.