All beauty is irony
As our bones touch and melt
Your oesseus hands fondle my stunted face
Eyes of ivory
And paper skin
I see my face in your eyes
Your shivering fingers,
Your b***** lips
In mine
Etching kisses
Fusing minds and body
Into a disfigured siamese symbiosis
As our bones touch and melt
Your oesseus hands fondle my stunted face
Eyes of ivory
And paper skin
I see my face in your eyes
Your shivering fingers,
Your b***** lips
In mine
Etching kisses
Fusing minds and body
Into a disfigured siamese symbiosis