It's a painful stretch to re-loving Gargoyles in clusters clutch at my heart Talons pierced and locked wings wrapped upon layers Pulling each one away takes insufferable self violence Just to clear a small space to let you through
Your heart whispers squeal like whistles in the hunt Unsettling the watchdog beasts Growling and snarling Clawing tighter at the leather pith of a now stone heart Your own needs are barking I'm letting blood Before your debt is even paid
Claws tighten, wings gripping tighter Leather peaches And black Artichoke hearts I anticipate the fall Your darkness permeates Your dark love kills Still, there's something about you I can't live without.
A shorter depersonalized poem from the original Gargoyles and peaches