Sunday, August 08, 2004

Delicious Sin

You are a delicious sin
it is purely diabolic to dream of you
I yearn for night to perpetrate you
a silent crime against another
and another
and still I long to sin you
you awaken and my soul pilgrimages to purgatory
while I osculate your deliciousness
I tell my deus to absolve me
with concealed irises
peering through his fingers
offering salivary compliance
When I dispose my flesh in your tunic
It is not my soul
It is not my heart
It is my desire that has sinned
Penitentiary and asylum I belong in both
You are so delicious Sin
And I deserve you
and all the dominoes indiscretion ends in hell
to be with you
forever fall
Delicious Sin