Flogged

Vice… I have seen

Through these eyes moonshine-real

Carved with faces of regret

As I could never lay to bed,

This stubborn selfishness deciding my soul

Though you smother it someway

As I never could refuse…

The delicacy with which you bruise

So lean on me

Nail me to the floor

In this most uncomfortable position, which I completely adore

Ascend my spine

To get things out of your closet and mine

Climb the stake high and steep

And reach into shelves forgotten, dark and deep

Prick that princess-finger on what our demons need

Piercing heartgames droplets bleed

Read in this blood,

of me getting lost in the childriddle labyrinth of your soul

And how I got my heart set on the damp-cloth nuisance

of your intermingeling my life

Though in the wintercaverns of my displeasure

the beast sometimes grows so strong denying us to be..

Rupturing our destinies as they never were one

Taking advantage of your weakness is what my demons need

Piercing heartgames droplets bleed

But I'm here to bear your burden

I'm here to help you bleed

To do everything in my power to provide

the soft care your flogged soul needs…

And this friction is my energy

My strenght to carry on

Our bright burning loveswamp

My haven and my sun

And on the last day all the sinners were laid

Before the eyes of the princess, their misconduct displayed

Hate burning in their eyes for her kindness ruling upon their sin

Their muscles itching to show her the manhood they held within

To desecrate her beauty and make her pay

For they felt strongly intimidated by her silent femininity

And short-lived satisfaction suits their manhood fine

They sign up for it anyway, time after time

And though such manhood had touched and broken her before,

The princess knelt beside them and kissed them one after the other

And sneering grins gave in to pouting mouths

For the princess kiss had regressed them into little boys

Never shall we part my love, brandbonded by our mutual suffering