Thou are to me like honey
Venus rising, Aquarius drowning
Crimson tempting like rivers of blood
You walk to me, on baited rings of fire, you desire
If you wish, I will follow, on steps of stone
Like tide in ocean
I will be taken away
If you say
Sworn on bibles, faded and browning
Edges turning inwards on themselves
As if to read the holy words
So fabled, worshiped
To you I give thee orchids
Flowers on monumental grave
If you say you will stay
For one more moment in arms
With me. |
