lust

ing. sehvet.

tori amos $arkısı.

hey you gender nectar
sitting through the grain of gold
tripping at your door
is that you
alpha in her blood
and when the woman lies
you don’t believe her
rolling and unrolling
coiling and emerging
running free
runnig through the underworld
into your room

is he real or a ghost-lie
she feels she isn’t heard
and the veil tears and rages
till her voices are remembered
and his secrets can be told

hey you gender nectar
crystalline from the vine
you know you’ll drink her
rolling and unrolling
coiling emerging
running free
running through the afterworld
into your room

so she prays for a prankster
and lust in the marriage bed
and he waits till she can give
and he waits and he waits