With Her

her fingers
were like icy fire
sliding into me
and slicing at my desire

her tounge
was like a wave of heat
working its way
from my head to my feet

her laugh
was an eeri cackle
as she bolted my hands
and my feet in the shackes

her whip
was hard and deft and fast
my screams were defening
but i wanted it to last

and her tounge
invited me to dance
and through all the pain
i felt the romanace

with her
life was sex and hot
with her it was madness
without her it's not