My warm wounds flow uninhibited as the ecstasy they brought fourth. My hunger of your warm wet center give rise to an ending built from centuries of dark tension. Sweet release in controlled chaos crackle across the distant night sky taunting the gods that had forsaken our past lives and ripped us apart in this one. Gentle rain showering our naked bodies are merely the tears of forgotten dreams we once had, returning to the scene of our original sin and now…our wake begins