Begin to soak yourself dry, As you clean yourself filthy. While nothing is paused of your ecstatic sighs, Held high In the calling cries, Lifted ever-higher than Heaven, While the world moves atop your breasts. Release your breath, Sweetness, engraved in swollen flesh. Why is your smile encased, in the moon Of your face, In its fading state? Are you to call down your sigh, so early in this night? I want you to reveal, what you conceal. Lay your hollow heart Upon my straightness. Your eyes move, like your arms raise For the scents, in forgotten dreams. You wilt like the oldest orchid, Swimming like the faintest petal, Though won't stop crying. Virginity is lost from you, Seven times over. Though, you are the deadliest sin, of wettest blood To caress any heart. Why have your nipples been bitten By a man, not an infant? Your beginnings, your cries, Your erratic and erotic behavior Presents both a forest between your legs For the flames, With a shower of tears from your eyes To spread a flood, like your legs as open gates.