oh, beautiful one,
with the bedroom eyes
headstrong queen
of the crimson skies
seduced by kisses,
passion--lies
when, for you, will the
feather--Ma'at--rise...?
a gray sylph, a
secret slave sighs
in the wake of the
master who flies
to soothe, to love,
to elicit highs
with monochrome wings
make and unmake ties
to what end?
when deception dies
all that's left
are our broken cries...
Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 12:19 AM UTC
oh, beautiful one,
with the bedroom eyes
headstrong queen
of the crimson skies
seduced by kisses,
passion--lies
when, for you, will the
feather--Ma'at--rise...?
a gray sylph, a
secret slave sighs
in the wake of the
master who flies
to soothe, to love,
to elicit highs
with monochrome wings
make and unmake ties
to what end?
when deception dies
all that's left
are our broken cries...
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