Thursday, 31 March 2011


Come tip toe through my petalled mind
And show me how you'll please,
I'll raise a thought that seeds a storm
And brings a planet to its knees

Now dream your dreamscape, write it large,
And drive the lights away,
Undo the stays that hold the world
And bring my succubus to play

Your strength I take though lips and lust
Your cries all petered out,
Now all you are is mine to hold
Your soul, a dying shout.

You tiptoed through my seeping mind
And that was your mistake,
For all your love was mine to steal
And what I want, I take.

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