subtext

 
do you yet desire me my love?

in my secret dreams weep for your touch
the pull of your fantasies in mine
sweet succor to my breast
in wanderlust hope to be bid to your well

synchronicity of need does blossom
I ache to be your concubine of faith
darkness incarnate, fledging purveyor of keen

scarlet dine on my red and fiend
you desire a dalliance of the flesh
silken bud bloom and flower for a lover

in times of great sorrow I seek for you
just to be chastised not my love
I have called you to the brink
to conjure your wanton whore
to titillate you vixen
will you captivate me again?

in the visions wane and pour forth your essence
it will flax with need and you will keen
I am your Adonai do you yet vex and boil
llama, llama subalternate

in the eternal scorn I am your God