Li Li

Since the desert she has visited me twice more
Each time she left me sprawled out of the floor
But I realize every time that I hear the cycle engines roar
There is no use hiding or trying to bar the doors

From the desert to the mound is her playground
Looking for her pleasures where ever they can be found
She is hungry and sexually she must fed
In a dream she introduced herself as Ichpochtli, but I call her Li Li instead

She comes with the chill of the desert in the middle of the night
Flutes, conch shells trumpets, and shakers play all through the night
She’s a savage for the pain, without words demands are made
I must deliver what is required or hell will be paid

Fact is and quietly kept, I love the way that she make love and lets me help
Since that first night in the desert, I really haven’t slept
She approaches with need, tainted with stealth
Smelling of love and sacrifice, just as beautiful as death

Haha she likes when I grab the chains and pulls them tighter
Only then can she relax and release what’s inside her
The merging of pain and pleasure is what really excites her
The not knowing if I’ll kiss or again try to bite her

This is now how I feed, I’m addicted to her taste
I’m long for the ancient chants as she sings while riding my face
Looking at breast which fed an entire civilization, needing to be suckled by me, Existence
This is who, I have to be for death to be so persistent

Just as before I know that she is dug in for the night
On her last visit she allowed me to sleep on her breast til the crack of daylight
Yes again she disappeared, but we both know that she’ll just keep returning
She represents love, life, and death, mine as long as the earth keeps turning