I'm a silk cloud for your head
A feast for your hungry mouth
You reside in the realm of Valhalla
Rivulets of pleasure run from your fingers
Rivers and seas of pomegranet from your lips
The budded flower blooms swollen
Electric blue waves swell and descend
A planet is formed and dies alive
The sun sets and rises from a red sea
My passion for you kindles my very core
My desire is molten, only you--
Only you can fill this valley of wanting
You are a god--thunder in  my wanton heart
Thor weilding the steel hammer Mjollnir
You forge metal in my sacred fire
Plunge red-hot joy into my soul
I speak in tongues as earth quakes