Dating : Bliss

Writhe within the black I sneak into your sorrows,

Dark hope, my line to crack your smile just beneath,

Spread your holes and shed your soul to borrow
And taste the rotten fruit I breathe into your kiss,

March your heart my bloody beat to follow
Tending only to the cure of my infectious dark,

Take grip your wincing grin playing jester to my show,

Tonguefuck my pungent taste pasted ‘tween your teeth,

Remember now my weary love forget not of our bliss,

Now rest your anxious flesh with me, I’ll be here in the morrow.