Something about the way your hair looks like
the sun, then your eyes change to night….
Towering, I wonder what you see so high…
Does Heaven perch just out of sight, biting
Your blues turn to psychotic twist, can I
have a taste?
I wonder how your mind beats, what tone you
Would you take me with you, my teenage crush?
I ponder, would you get on your knees, pray
to me, drink my oil dangling between my legs….
Could I taste innocence, only for a short time,
as I climb upon your limbs, making your harder….
I imagine how your fingers would feel on me,
the pads moving slowly, or in a hurry to
bury inside me, hide for a little while
Maybe, just maybe, you will pull out,
crawl away, my sin on your lips……