I find weakness and I seek this.
Awkward treatment,
And a past of bleakness.
You tie me up after I dance for you.
There's no blackness that this *** can't,
Rip through.
I find you charming in your soliloquies,
In fractured moments,
You're artless,
Dressed up in a talent,
So opulent.
Politically you're **** is,
Somnolent.