Verboten

Breathe seductive it touches my superstition craving your instincts I cant speak in fear of isolation cradle your serenity with manipulated premonitions motives of indiscretion abandoned by stray inspiration a metaphor that leaves us vulnerable and bittersweet broken yet victorious. Aroused by fascinations of pleasure captivated by hypnotized surroundings the obsession torn by September rain, revive those trembling confessions drenched with deception see past the disguise and offer a solution with passionate eyes. Tame the dahlia of natural redemption the want is savage the thrill is the remedy over take this creation and satisfy the agony do the impossible and please me after so many shouts of blasphemy. Serpent of emptiness I surrender in your mist secrets will be kept at this alter emotional cleansing set in versus verboten.