Glistening with sweat I sit here naked,
Defenseless with my soul exposed.
My words, my thoughts, a target.
My head placed on the chopping block.
What agony will I feel when the axe falls?
So unprotected, my mind lined up in the cross hairs,
A thousand hunters waiting for the perfect shot.
But still I sit here naked, glistening with sweat.
Relishing the hunt with erotic fervor,
A crescendo of orgasms at the thought of the kill.
Adrenalin pumping through my veins,
Making me rise to exploding levels of excitement.
Sucking on ice I get the inspiration to write,
While I sit here naked glistening with sweat...
