The rusty sky and dogmatic sun,
Sing of redemption.
As I whisper blood soaked
lyrics into your soul.
I have been waiting for this moment.
Dreaming it to the finest stitch,
now here it is...
and I am at a loss of words.
One kiss that's swearing forever.
The sky could cave and mountains could crumble.
I wouldn't dream of even looking out my window.
To soil this perfect fit.
Man and woman,
pressed together in a dance of the decades.
Seemingly perfect, lasting until day break.
Then it's over.
Dreams lost to reality,
hardly escape my heart.
Beating to the rhythm of your thighs.
Melting me to orgasmic particles.
© 2007 GrotesqueEuthanasia
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