you are the fundamental sin, a new ******'s oasis.
the night has come, no one is hard to please.
feeding off of your emotions, the portal to your gentle vulnerability which i lack- i want your bones, your flesh; i want your pale skin, your soul; riddled with my purple euphoric prose.
i look out for your words to expose and expose more and more of your cracked skin.
you need love, red skin and wet lips without blood blooming underwater- and i need another warmth i cannot contemplate.
entertain me, entertain me, show me what i am obsessed with.