Every night I go to the window to look atThe little bud that grows each day.Today it's white like silk.Jasmine is expecting to bloom.I can not wait for daylight.  In the morning, I look to see if it's awake.The bloom...

I bowed down to the demonOne too many timesWhat little soul I have leftseeps into the dead earth Blood trails of hopegathered in a shot glassto taint and warp Beauty is the deceiverand I love to be lied toStaring off into...

I remember how we kisseddown there in the streetI remember I did bite your lipand I lightly touched your dick.