The Depths of Love, The Heights of Sex

Honestly, i don't know
I need...
...more time.
We need more time.
But, yes.
I'd fuck you.

Tears

I would never cry for you
not for their blacked rage
not through dark night billows
even if my tears were living fire
and you dying shallow tides

I'd lust for your last breath
i'd see through all your sins
just to make them mine
still they would die sealed within

The door would be broken
by your parting pain
forever shut, never to burst through
and forever honour your last smile.

Never

Never will i see
your face in me
never will you know
just how much i bleed

my need,
within me will flow
until i see
until we know.