Like A Flower Painted Red
inhale
breathe
ask the night for what the day can bring
an ear brushes a thigh
high rises enclose a million castles
rising
crumbling
kissing your feet
your face will twitch and to keep you alive I will kiss you all over
breathe...
The heart is a muscle inclosed in a cage
A pull at the zip and fondle the gland
In the ocean the foam grinds the sand
grand
high
painted red
from pink slumber to heavy crimson roar
In the light
synthesised
inhaled
the taste of true masculinity
sweet flavours mixed with sweet
Ask the night why the sounds are so primitive
so...
guttural
we pace
we walk
we knock each other against stone walls
listening for the primordial calls
clawing for key holes
your flower
inhale
your water
swallow
your offering
taste
Lust, flashing, strobing, streaming like fish through water
Throbbing like the suns reflection off snow
Beating like lungs
inhale
breathe
In cities of men we will meet
You will know me by my scent
No... This hunter has not returned from his hill...
Throbbing like snow
Like a flower painted red
inhale
breathe
ask the night for what the day can bring
an ear brushes a thigh
high rises enclose a million castles
rising
crumbling
kissing your feet
your face will twitch and to keep you alive I will kiss you all over
breathe...
The heart is a muscle inclosed in a cage
A pull at the zip and fondle the gland
In the ocean the foam grinds the sand
grand
high
painted red
from pink slumber to heavy crimson roar
In the light
synthesised
inhaled
the taste of true masculinity
sweet flavours mixed with sweet
Ask the night why the sounds are so primitive
so...
guttural
we pace
we walk
we knock each other against stone walls
listening for the primordial calls
clawing for key holes
your flower
inhale
your water
swallow
your offering
taste
Lust, flashing, strobing, streaming like fish through water
Throbbing like the suns reflection off snow
Beating like lungs
inhale
breathe
In cities of men we will meet
You will know me by my scent
No... This hunter has not returned from his hill...
Throbbing like snow
Like a flower painted red
inhale
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