Rippled and waxed with want
Flesh un flesh
Desire lines
And drives.
She’s in the backseat
Unervously
Takes doesn’t placates
Sharp left
She swerves
I swerve (swine)
Not to the right
Flashes, beams of light.
Piercesome lights
Flooding the nights
A Borealis got naught
On this blight.
Shadowed beasts collide.
Oh. Look. Crash.
At the wake.
Desire still breathes.
This time though
On her knees.
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 12:32 AM UTC
Rippled and waxed with want
Flesh un flesh
Desire lines
And drives.
She’s in the backseat
Unervously
Takes doesn’t placates
Sharp left
She swerves
I swerve (swine)
Not to the right
Flashes, beams of light.
Piercesome lights
Flooding the nights
A Borealis got naught
On this blight.
Shadowed beasts collide.
Oh. Look. Crash.
At the wake.
Desire still breathes.
This time though
On her knees.