You stand before me naked except for the moonlight and the rough caress of my lips. The moon's light gathers in your eyes transforming them into shimmering pools of iridescent liquid flame. You cast your fiery gaze down upon me like some demonic lover impassioned by my beguiling innocence, igniting within me a ravenous lust that can only be sated by your precious touch. Oh, my divine temptress, let me drink of the moonlight and mystery which is your eyes and quench this desperate thirst. I can not bare the thought of not knowing your touch, your lips, the ecstasy of your embrace. Fulfill me and in this act be fulfilled. It is all that I ask.