An ill attempt to hide
The stars are worthless
When they're kept from sight
Like a phoenix
In a birdbath

The seductive skylines
Another ripple in the pond
Lost in their own lives
Am I insane to believe
The gigabyte afterlife

The conversational kindle
Nurtured or Nuisance
Shall we stay estranged
Not entangled
In some universal umbilical

The neon fever dream
Cacophony of screaming screens
Drawn to the dystopian
Premonitions from the past
The Future is so Victorian

Your hands move along my spine like you know me
Did you know me when I was 16
I think your lips once touched me with a taste of whiskey while you drew a tattoo on my back that read property of Drew
Darling I open myself for you to take me to the rose garden of dreams where roses turn Blue and I turn into a princess who screws you
Licking cinnamon off of you and coming alive on top of you
You pulled my dress up in the ballroom and penetrated love
Now your lips **** on my flower every night
Your eyes wander the crowded room
With kings and queens dressed to the nines while your pretty face sits between my thighs
Did you know me before this life
I think your body hugged me after that party for the queen
They’ll never know who
You are
You’re a man who needed teaching but taught me instead how to ***** like princesses do
Is it true that the world was built for you
Cause my days are devoted to you
Darling I’m drunk and seeing stars that resemble you
Licking you and becoming a woman on top of you
You pulled my dress up in the ballroom and penetrated me like bad men do
Darling it’s true..
I was made for you

A man! From whose Godly image, cometh he, from sand;
A mortal engine! Proud son of the earth and the starry heavens;
A wandering soul, cursed to rule the seas and land;
Lord of beasts that roam and roar, and a sky filled with Ravens;

A  sparkling light at tunnel's end, in seasons of strive;
Like sunrise, he cometh with hope from the eastern skies;
Like darkness, never to be found wanting where evil thrives;
A harbinger of doom, the soul behind Gaea's cry;

A Viking in chainmail saileth, Oh! I see a damsel in distress;
A Knight in shining armor rideth, Oh! I see  Princess feeble;
Lean on me, saith the Wolf, while i slay thine enemies with my prowess;
A white sheep teareth, into the flesh of our lady of brittle;

Me' lady! seeketh not, the man out there in thy dream;
For all the gods, all the heavens and, hell, is within him.

That's why I'm here
I'm here for you
to hide in fantasies
in your living room