Sacred moist of raided passions
bodies paying homage to love
by the chaos that can't be mapped
yes, that's love come to heal and
confuse, to build new roads
They go two and two into dark places
babes in the woods, about to dissolve
in mysteries laid out for generations of lovers
Why this chaotic moistening and not another?
Why this playful darkness in confusions?
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-06-14 06:58:21
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