Written by: Xavier Keough

It’s early morning
I feel your spiraling chill
Time twisting my seething will
My lurid love for you

Fingernails stained insatiable black
Exploring depths of my obedient back
Shivering shutters of melting hues
Springtime lapping midnight shoes  

She whispers through bitten bottom lips 
Winter squirming beneath bulbous leather hips
Satin sheets swallowing Hades’ suckled sunrise
Gasping flames of salvation’s quivering cries 

Her beauty burns volition’s might
Friction frayed flesh of angelic light
Eternity ends where ecstasy begins
Divinity savored in salted sable sin

It’s late night
I feel your spiraling chill
Time soothing my broken will
My lurid lust for you