Warning: This work has been rated 18+ for language and mature content.
I think it all started the minute he said my name
Gentle hymns from gentle him’s, incantations for defiled frames.
Biological predisposition, my cunt’s moist blessing, free intuition,
I should pay my tuition, if granted permission, free will makes her way out, gone for intermission
Decisions decisions, if that’s what they are. Ascending rocket ships cackle at falling stars,
I make my out, I should be coy, after all he’s only a boy,
I want him I want him, my brand new fixation, driven off a short pier, by awkward temptation
I just want his sex, I want to be consumed, may he stain the walls of my rose tinted rooms
Streaks and lines, left from love/hate crimes, abandoned in sequential wombs,
I just want his sex, but I must proclaim him my lover,
angel wings and pitchfork stings descend from a harmonious hover,
now a ring thief, don’t be fooled, lust locked away, my love bejeweled,
I think il say I love you today, and not know what It means
I don’t care, its not fair, on clangs the invisible fiend.