'To my surprise I grew to like both'
Stained broken glass beneath my bare feet.
'Should I save myself for later? Or generously give?'
Taste of blood in my mouth.
'Don't let them do that to you.'
I guess I'll have to draw a Dreamscape for you.
'Swirling, black lilies totally ripe.'
A shame I can't live it for myself.
'I see the dull flame of desire.'
I can't make this decision for you.
'On the surface simplicity.'
It's not my position to hurt you.
'But the darkest pit in me is pagan poetry...'