the rape song

Dark angels chant

A broken harmony

For my ignorant seduction

The evening to free his hidden fury

To the winters of your clitoris

Red and bulldozed

See, my heart have become a chirping night bird

Over the pitch of your glassy voice.

Howl not against my spit.

Curse for me my loins.

Dance for me my gypsy!

Sing me a love song tonight while

You embrace my weakened flesh

Drown me in your warm perfume

And regret your dim prayers

For tonight I am God

And you are my whore.

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