Debaucherous Midnight~with the talented Adagio

 
Leaving only the lingering echoes of debauchery
and the succulent tongue quilled in braille  
haunting scent with remnants of a ghostly soul

of licentious lockjaw with the essence of euphoria  
thawing the bones swallowed by the gravesite
and the raptures of the dead arms held so tight

coiled in midnight's embrace
sleeping in succulent sorrow
despair remembers me
in the throes of ecstasy

leaving my prints of tomorrow
when ashes blow memories on my soul
buried in hedgerows

where the raptures don't fit with night wings
as the crow wick night burn soufflé
and devils carry dreams away
we touch and then depart