to my precious, once i gave you all my weakness

sink into boudoirs, the comfort of bodies' desecration,
as deep as temptation, and your gun has its hands around my words.
for now, just a blush.

but it will only take sunrise to fetch me full.
flame the raven of manic to sing its
banshee lullaby.

disposal to burn you, i have
the body to take yours to empty.

ego around my fingers
like the sweet kiss of your apologies, linger
this on your lips.

love will take me. make me
on reveries to cleanse.

his list of women imprinted on my chest - not full enough
for meals.

i'm made up of no woman in your ideal.

i lay him on my grandest treasure.
me.
take a look at what you polish off to!

ravage of hours leaves hollow in our
promises.

a look of oil, you are spilling
to finale.

to pirouette on lies? none can save us.