In an hour or so from this night
i will believe you in hindsight...

Abrupt leave but the man is still inept
as crying doesn\'t change the fact...

Cathartic recluse sets depth into sight
along with vacant photos of hidden desires...

Heavens essence descends toward earth
cascading over serene backdrops and wrists...

You felt the affinity black coarse and seductive
distorted against a chemical blade...

Pin pricked senses and trembling twitchy lips
involute cast iron tongue, weighted and forlorn...

Theres a ferocity in the distance
its gentle from here but the tingles creep...

Your tantric sweet and wooden
a fickle giddy scent...

We broke the glass
as fragments of past came to drown us in faith...

You felt the affinity black coarse and seductive
distorted against a chemical blade...