The Darkness of Your Heart

by f-cynyr ©

( a pro-log to the river acheron)


The darkness of your heart
has eclipsed your life,
it has twisted your dreams.
All the old yearning of
your once pale life
has been swept away,
burnt to ash by your
new love of pain,
by your newfound passion
for the sweet sweet pain

You tried to stem the
the creeping darkness,
holding it shackled, locked
away in the dungeon of your
heart; you tried to deny
your dark passion, you tried
to renounce your secret love.

You try to turn from the darkness
to travel back to the light,
but the darkness of your heart
haunts your dreams,
the darkness dominates your will.
It has turned your soul to pain,
so you weep and wail.

Confused about the root of
your desire, trembling
about the direction of
your lust. You weep for your
lost life and fear where
the darkness is dragging you.

The sweet perfume of the forbidden
fills you with lust, and your twisted
dreams of tortured bodies
carries you out of your quiet life
to the dirty secret that you cherish

The darkness of your heart has taken
you, you have been led astray
you have been consumed, swallowed
by the night, you have lost any
hope of day.

You now are possessed, only
whips and chains can bring you
joy, only cuffs and bondage can
lift you from your despair.

The quiet of your life has been
tortured, you will never be the same,
the darkness of your heart
has taken your life,
your darkened dreams have
stolen your joy.

The darkness has dimmed your
vision, turned your world
from day to night.
The darkness has upset your
pleasures, has turned your joy
to pain, and your pain to joy

The darkness has broken you,
you have to abandon that
pale shattered life,
leave the ones you once loved
because now you are doomed to
wander in the night land,
doomed to inhabit the dark.

You grieve the passing of your
once placid life,
now you turn to the thorns,
now you embrace the aches and
pains that promise to quench your thirst.

You have shed your skin,
abandoned the pale life you
once lived.
Now you search for your
Promised Land.
Now you want to eat the grapes
of pain, and become drunk on the nectar
of torment.

The darkness of your heart
has led you astray,
you have abandoned your past
and ventured into the unknown.
You have traversed the flames
and entered the forbidden land.

Now you wander the nightland
in the uncharted darkness,
traveling the path of pain,
suffering for your desire.
You have embraced the
darkness of your heart.

You have had a taste of thorns
and savored the ache,
now you have the hunger
that will take a lifetime
to satiate.
You have fallen into
the darkness of your heart,
you have been consumed,
your old life burnt away
your old skin shed

Now you wander the nightland,
you wander the desolate
shores of the river Acheron,
searching to fulfill your desire
of the darkness of your heart.

Cupits Lash

by f-cynyr ©


the sting of Cupids lash
has bound your hart
shackled your spirit,
and compels you to kneel
under its spell.

Cupids lash, its sting of
love, has opened new worlds
dark and dangerous, new
boundaries to flutter across
in the wincing of loves
bruising affection.

Cupid your new disciplining
Master binds your heart
with stinging string and holds
your panting breath
in the irons of slavery.

Cupids tongue
a burning caress as
you tumble to the heights
and depths of your darkened
desire. heart and soul,
pierced and bleeding in
Cupids rough cut of
affection, as you take the
needles and lashes of
your darling tormentor.

a dark hurting beast with
claws and clamps fangs and
floggers, and you open
your thighs for your sadistic
Cherub, and his stinging straps.

your winged love is dark and twisted,
strikes with the hurts of love,
draws your tears, and brings you
the communion of ache and agony,
for falling under his tortuous spell.

Cupid cuts the wounds of love,
lacerates your heart, as you tumble
under his lash,
each loving stroke enslaves your body
each woe, each tear, releases your spirit.

on your knees, you have fallen
to the will of Cupids power,
on your trembling knees,
your blackened lips open to
receive the darling Cherubs burning dart.

Cupids lash has captured your heart.
under the power of the sting
of that sweet Cherubs love,
under the power of his
will, you have submitted
and surrendered. Surrendered to
the cruelty of Cupids lash.

THE RIVER ACHERON.

by f-cynyr ©


You crossed the river Acheron
you paid with coins of pain
and tears, you surrendered
your flesh, sold your soul
for the voyage to the Promised Land.

Across the river Acheron, into the deep
unknown, you traveled to the furthest shore
you fell into torment you writhed in pain,
the exquisite agony of submission
enraptured you and you found your
Paradise in an Eden of pain.

And Charon the ferryman has brought you
to the darkness across the shadowy water
he has brought you through the starless night,
he has brought you to the wilderness of your soul.
His steady hand has led you to
this Promised Land.

And you embrace the fallen angels
you caress the great beast’s horn
this may appear to be Paradise
but lust has moistened your loins,
you have discovered the eroticism of
pain, you embrace the pleasurable
hurt. In your twisted passion you
have found that this Inferno is
your Promised Land.

You are amongst the fallen ones
who have tumbled to the depth
you have lost your innocence.
Now the pain has become pleasure
and the hurt has become tenderness.
Your spirit is in tatters, it has been
flailed to bloody shreds,
this is the Paradise of your soul
The Eden of your desire.

Your eyes now glow with want
your mouth waters and begs for more
you wrap the cloak of torment
around you, you fondle its every suffering.
You rub your aching loins against
the agony, until the torment is
tender and the agony is bliss.

You have crossed into the Inferno
into the forbidden land.
its burning woe courses in your veins
and its bottomless pools
of ache have swallowed your sight.
Your body surrenders to the pleasure of fire,
as its wet flames swallow your soul.

The gates of mystery have opened
your loins, Charon is now your Master
and you drop to your knees
in worship, then fall upon his phallus.
Cries and wails fill the air, your unholy
Voice singing the praise of the
sweet sweet taste of his exquisite pain.

You stand bound to St. Andrew’s cross,
loving the sacred lash, embracing
the epiphany of pain. Your cries and
wails fill the air with the rapture
of the consuming hurt.
The purity of the lashing takes you to the bliss
of the shores of the River Acheron

O you depraved soul, drinking
the ecstasy of torment, and swallowing
the grapes of pain, and through
your agony, you have redeemed
the Inferno and found a
new Promised Land.

In the darkness you wail,
your limitations fill the air.
Your agonized soul is
released from its cage of flesh
to flutter staggering into
the orgasm of bliss.

O Master O Master you pray, as your
mouth perofrms homage to the phallus,
And in your submission you
swallow the Sacrament, drinking
down the sweet white nectar.


Your soul meanders in bliss and grace,
your body finally mastered,
you drift in the thick black air, till
your body convulses and your dripping
loins find their release

In a moment you are spent
your lips quiver and twitch,
your ecstasy is the exquisite pain
that has taken you to the Inferno
and a Master’s hand has carried you
across the River Acheron,

And there on the shores
you have found your Eden
a land of pain and torment that
is your Promised Land.

I Gasp and Drew You In

My eyes cascade down
the flow of your neck
then clasps and suckles
the still pools of your breasts,
then streams down the smooth
Curve of your back,
To the shore line of
your hips

I gasp and drew you in,
embracing the dusty Vanilla
of your yielding body. I gulp
the dark cinnamon Of your
soothing legs That rock against
the clasping intake of my breath,
while fondling the whiffs of
Allspice and cloves
Of your earthy thighs,


your taste gushes into me
while the breeze of your eyes
disperses their vapors.
I linger on the stormy tang of
Your erect nipples.
The sweet mist of your
Hips and thighs dissolve agents
my tongues embrace and the sharp
billowing salt of your desire Fills
me as I move to the smoky
tart crease of your pungent Desire.

my mouth and eyes and breath
Feast on the dusty cinnamon and liquid vanilla
Of your curves and crevasses,
and devour the turbulence of
the heated blast of lips and thighs.



You twitch and melt,
As I swallow and gasp you in.
You dissolve and disperse
into my eyes and breath and mouth
as I fill my senses with your
Vision, and scent, and taste.

You Fell Into Me

by f-cynyr ©


You fell into me
all hands and lips.
In an instant your mouth
memorizes my body
and I am consumed in
the pores of your flesh.

The tender pads of my
fingers travel the lines
and angles of your
torso and trace your
history from
collarbone to nipple

I stumble into the rapid
slide down your anointed
skin, to the folds of your
sharp pelvis.

I tumble onto you, hands
and eyes pulling
and pressing parts
of you to parts of me.

You fall into me to
be consumed by
breath and arms and
my parched gulping mouth.

In a moment of hands
and lips you are devoured
till only a fragrant wisp of
vanilla lingers
on my palms and neck
and in the pores of my
starving flesh.