peel back the skin and you will find bone
peel back the bones and you will find the emptiness
that is the center of me
so banged full of stars and swirling galaxies
you can't make everything all right in one night
my quiver is not done
and my aim is all too true
skin of my skin dream my blood tonight
and settle by my side
single kiss to my shoulder
I shudder straight through blush
and sigh to the pillow's soft mountians
I cling to what your fingers say
dancing to the edge of seraphic denseness
my darkness all upon your fingertips
the taste metallic and crimson
as you lick each dripping drop
you dive in face first to those soft folds of fur
and come up not for air
lap at the milk of sweetest whitened flesh
mounds swaying before your face
lip to tongue to teeth
all a shivering mass at your touch
blood of my blood dream my skin tonight
and each gentle dying ember
sings a song upon rivulets of sweat
little streams of forgettfulness
each dying ghost
slipping out the door
skin of my skin
blood of my blood
dream of my dreams
let the darkness swallow
the world whole
and in starlight
bend to the bone of shallow angelic will
