In the vessel of our hearts and minds,
With truths, soul shattering and divine,
Show me your naked skin
And I’ll show you mine,
The secrets that hide in the crevices,
Love galore and filled like a goldmine.
A head rush,
A blood gush
All sweet like cherry wine,
Make me your muse
and I’ll make you mine,
Painting you as bright as the sun,
and as intoxicating as moonshine.
A taste of midnight,
Entwined in the waistline,
Touch my dreams
And ill touch yours
And in exchange
Douse out the nightmares
That plague the grapevine.
Living in this great tragedy,
With a stone for a soul,
Kiss my scars
And ill kiss yours,
oh what a heavenly way to die
cursed like a war crime,
praying, preaching,
amorously beseeching,
till the end of time.