Yet why is our lovemaking always filled with despair''s dance?

When will we finally embrace on a bed, intimate and serene?

Raphael (laughing): There''s no harm in a threesome''s embrace,

Raphael Saint-Clemont delights in your wild chase!

I enjoy watching your passionate play,

As the three of us frolic in disarray!

Andre: Shame and guilt shudder within my frame,

Yet waves of heat from my loins, they claim!

I struggle to control my swaying hips'' urge,

Reduced to a slave of carnal desires, a dirge!

Edith: I forgive you, my lover, for I too burn,

My body ablaze, yearning for you to discern!

To gallop wild upon your heated form,

In our frenzy, passion''s raging storm!

Raphael: Allow me to add fuel to this lovers'' blaze.

(Taking down the candle illuminating the prison door)

Dearest Andre, feel the scorching wax''s craze!

Andre: Ah! The heat and pain, unbearable to bear!

Edith: Cease, Raphael! Is our torment not enough to share?!

Raphael: My love, do you feel his weapon within,

Stiffening, throbbing, a testament to sin?

Look upon your pitiful lover''s plight,

Unable to touch himself, gasping in delight!

Edith: Virtue and ethics I have cast aside,

Shedding maiden''s shame, no longer to hide.

With my warm and moist paradise, I''ll console,

And also satisfy my own carnal role!

Andre: I feel like a steed, driven without respite,

Breathless from ceaseless j