Cyber Desire

Dear Master,
My sweet brutal angel.
You have given my dreams a voice, my fantasies flesh.
Have you any idea the fire you have started?
Can you comprehend the yearning that now exists?
With each note I am aflame.
And your words like summer wind only fans the inferno.
Am I yet another conquest of your sorted ways?
Or are we truly blessed by some fallen angel,
To some day touch, to some day burn;
To some day be drowned in our molten passion.
Yours obediently,
V.