Descending into Hell, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Imperative our bodies intermesh
Wanton love of thee cannot be curtailed
Satiation comes with feeling thy flesh
But thee gone so I’ve abysmally failed

Feverishly fighting for feeling free
No soporific can put me at ease
While captivated by the thoughts of thee
For these sins devoid of any mercies

Willing following thee into the ground
Searching for thy beauty in Paradise
For a time the Inferno I am bound
Forced to offer many a sacrifice

In the fires seeking opportunity
To quickly move upward to where thou are
Yet patient, as I have eternity
Although our distances are very far