Francesco Verso - 10.01.2006
Fleshy Flower
Coming out
of any insane fever
What if I tell you
The secret by which
You make me a better Devil
What if I show you
The way we fulfill
our joyful madness
thru open wounds
And painful thoughts
If that would be true
Would you visit my bed
To lay your poisonous shape
Next to our glorious sickness?
And would you keep
your eager mouth open
for my hunting ravaging tongue
sewing the seeds of unknown pleasure
When we try to do good
We can't help doing bad
When we indulge in bad
We can't help feeling better
As the brightest stars
We shine in the deepest darkness
As the furthest lights
We exist of what hides in our souls
Shine on, oh fleshy flower
As the darkness will care
of reflecting you
as the blackest and most precious diamond
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