Maiden Head

Candy apple red Torn apart the sky Bleed your scenery to me Let it rock to crystal, quartz Laying on heated sand Your heart Implode Feeling of intensity Only knowing my words Under broken glass The stars Read between the lies As I whisper sugar felt snow to you In this, desires will be met Promises never kept I'll lie next to you In warmth of your clavicle I'll lay the butterflies precisely Delicate silk spun around you My prey Reach to the heavens above Breaking you slowly Your spirit flows Through cloth like sky We have all the time in this world Never ending Like my thoughts of you In the dead silence of night Sex is a musically inclined voice