Wings Folded Back - with Everavalon

Discipline me ‘til your soul feeds
Dine on my jewels
Fondle my flesh
Until I’m deep in your arms
Please teach me
how to glance into your skies
‘neath the prism of wild;
In the locus of passion
Where there’s an itch in adulation
awareness in a trance
In my pink Cadillac
Lusting for a position
In love’s sexiest game
stroking the course before the sharp
seduce me until the sweat beads
Remove thy veil of lace and netting

Touch me until my soul bleeds
cauterizing the ash
of nightmares
before I sleep in your arms
please teach me
how to dance on cold lonely nights
beneath the moon's cataracts
of pale obsidian stones in obsession,
we call cat and mouse
near neon in a trance,
with our wings folded back
lusting for life
In Dark's deadliest game
of putting the corpse before the harp,
touching me until my soul bleeds
removing the whale bones of the corset and garter