Triangle

I am gonna take these words that you gave me and lay them in the earth

Mould

Dark

Moist

Your white skin shimmers with

sounds

From a water timpani

Under my lingering fingers

Raw are the taste of your lips

I am gonna take these words that you gave me and lay them in the earth

Mould

Dark

Moist

Your white skin shimmers with

sounds

From a water timpani

Under my lingering fingers

Raw are the taste of your lips

And I could never imagine what your

bones would feel like

Triangle of purple

Triangle inside

The eye of the beast is staring

In great

glory

Starving for flesh

The vanity of flesh might

Hurt the weakened heart

I will always turn to you

Turn to me

and never look into the eye of the past

Strings can untie a broken heart

From strings we make decisions

That involve disastrous pain

Let us forever kneel and

Embrace