Li Li

Since the desert she has visited me twice more
Each time she left me sprawled out of the floor  
But I realize every time that I hear the cycle engines roar  
There is no use hiding or trying to bar the doors  

From the desert to the mound is her playground  
Looking for her pleasures where ever they can be found
She is hungry and sexually she must fed  
In a dream she introduced herself as Ichpochtli, but I call her Li Li instead  
  
She comes with the chill of the desert in the middle of the night  
Flutes, conch shells trumpets, and shakers play all through the night  
She's a savage for the pain, without words demands are made  
I must deliver what is required or hell will be paid    
  
Fact is and quietly kept, I love the way that she make love and lets me help  
Since that first night in the desert, I really haven't slept  
She approaches with need, tainted with stealth  
Smelling of love and sacrifice, just as beautiful as death  
  
Haha she likes when I grab the chains and pulls them tighter  
Only then can she relax and release what's inside her  
The merging of pain and pleasure is what really excites her  
The not knowing if I'll kiss or again try to bite her  
  
This is now how I feed, I'm addicted to her taste  
I'm long for the ancient chants as she sings while riding my face  
While looking up at the breast that feed her entire civilization  
Globes of femininity, needing to be suckled by me, Existence  
This is who I have to be for death to be so persistent  
  
Just as before I know that she is dug in for the night  
On her last visit she allowed me to sleep on her breast til the crack of daylight  
Yes again she disappeared, but we both know that she'll just keep returning  
She represents love, life, and death, mine as long as the earth keeps turning