Mecca
The soft radiance of your skin wraps me in sepia sheets under which your Mecca lies.
I came to conquer and be conquered by.
Allow me to lay seige to your walls as you claw at me defenses,
Then take me by force for I am relentless.
You can condemn me for my sin of seeking your cryptic treasure,
But first gaze into my eyes and bear witness to true pleasure.