Lanyth: Him

He sees the flesh of his love

It consumes him with desire

Her scent, her taste

The look in her eye

It is all he wants

His every waking moment exists 

for her charms and for their lovemaking

She loves his strength, 

she loves to feel herself crushed by it

When they're together, nothing else matters

She knows that if one must be conquered, 

then both should lose

But there's always another day tomorrow 

when they can begin again.