Guided by spirits
Swimming in lust
Sweat, saliva, and dried up ***
Here crumpled sheets lead to darkened streets
And the sound of the heartbeat drum
Is replaced by the tapping of feet
How beauty begins to rust
Fairy, muse, or nymph?
Opaque glass, sight unclear
They say the only way to know
Is to hold up a mirror
Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 3:15 PM UTC
Guided by spirits
Swimming in lust
Sweat, saliva, and dried up ***
Here crumpled sheets lead to darkened streets
And the sound of the heartbeat drum
Is replaced by the tapping of feet
How beauty begins to rust
Fairy, muse, or nymph?
Opaque glass, sight unclear
They say the only way to know
Is to hold up a mirror