Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Unwarranted Kiss

Taste i thy honeyed tongue
imbue your teeth on mine lustful lips
bite me with pride
open it wide and thrust inside
prick my soul, enjoy the scent of dragons blood
excite your sense in anger
upon the burnin' erb nsyd the censer
smoke rise towards heavens 

from the ivory tower we created
great it is to offer my love
killing a blasphemous feeling
another seed to sprout - sayeth this with i burnt angst of lust

1 Comments:

Blogger fionski said...

Hmmmmm....

10:43 PM  

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