Fleshprint

You said touch but don't you look

Read me like an open book

Cut my fingers on your barbed tongue

The King of martyr's unsung

You left me I took the bait

Rushed to find you couldn't wait

Your tainted lips were my only hope

But with betrayal couldn't cope

Even now I still want you

Though all you want to do is spew

So sad beneath this vast and open sky

No longer sure nor undefiled