Misty Mountains

Babydoll… you know there isn't a part of me that doesn't want every single last bit of you… And there isn't anything, no wild tempest nor pathless dark… not even Durin's Bane could shake my certainty that I'd give anything to lose myself in your Misty Mountains. You, wrapped around me, pulling me deeper, legs locked tight…

And, once I'm there…

Well, gosh. Why the hell would I ever want to pull out?

Exceptionally yours,
Me.