Slow eclipse swallowing stars one by one Your tongue a crescent blade carving constellations

 On a velvet map of my surrender Best I've ever known, a feral sacrament

 Lips like liquid shadow pulling me under You drink the night from me, leave me hollow

 Queen of the quiet, devour my storytelling

 You begin with a whisper, a breath against the crown A soft rebellion teasing the edge of dawn

 In the slow descent, warm silk floating over steel Your mouth the hidden cathedral, reverent and real tongue

 Chasing ancient rivers down the throbbing veins Circle in the altar where secrets bloom again

 You hum low hymns that vibrate through my core

 A vibration older than thunder, deeper than lore

 Hand cradling the weight like holding storm clouds near

 Gentle twist at the root drawing lightning clear

 Eyes lifted to mine through the veil of lashes wet

 A gaze that says I own this moment, no regret

 No haste, no mercy

 Just a slow unravelling art

 Swallow every pulse like drinking from a forbidden spring

 Milking the storm until the heavens themselves sink

 This is no mere act, it's alchemy in motion

 Turning base desire into liquid devotion

 Your mouth, the forge, my release, the molten crown

 You wear my surrender like velvet draped around

 Feral sacrament, whispered in the dark's embrace

 You leave me shattered like

 Scattered across your face

 You take me like midnight takes the sky

 Slow eclipse, velvet shadow, pulling me under fire

 Tongue carving constellations on my trembling skin

 Best I've ever known

 Elegio, like ancient bride

 Feral and divine

 Claiming what was mine

 You take the night from me

 Leave me hollow, gone

 We are the quiet devout

 My story retold

 Again

 Deeper into the abyss

 Your mouth, my midnight hymn

 Forever etched in velvet

 Just like that