Breathe it in, soak it in and allow it to rule.

Only once in a while will you feel the aftershocks, but they can't be too bad, can they? Isn't any pleasure worth a little pain?

One more time...just once more. Let me read him one more time.

He is my locked book, my forbidden scroll. One glance at his addicting words have me craving more. Give me the key, I beg you please! I need to know. I have to read his soul!

They say that the eyes are any man's door to the heart. They obviously never met him. Dark and cold, vast and guarded. How any man can understand what he says is a mystery.

Bring me the code, let me break his seal. Determined am I, unaware is he.

Let me slip him one last note. Maybe then he'll understand what it was, that my subtle hints and silents screams really meant.

Please, oh please, lend me your heart. I need to know what it is you hide.

What's your secret?

Will it break me, you ask. Will my pages hurt you?

Liquid black slowly leaking into my mind. Is this your poison, your toy? Is this what you use to ward me off?

My will is stone, never to be moved from this desire. Yes, I answer. It will burn, your words will mark me, but forward I march. Determined am I to finish your story.

Once more I beg. Give me permission to read your soul. Grant me access to your thoughts, to all of your wants and wishes. Lend me the time to skim through. All I need is a short minute, I beg for more, but a minute will do.

Hesitantly you handed me your key. Quietly you whispered your code, and broke your seal with regret. Allowing me entrance.

Thank you.