Lilac Wine

Lilac wine

A Gas blue dress

A revolution's dream

Lays on your strong chest

A sailor's…been told…

Sings the well's…bell..

Soft melting skin's nickel to gold…

So hot, tempting an unbearable hell

Concealed, perched low

the huntress lays…

Tischen's bow…

An English maze.

Men are equal…you rise..I fall…

The flesh is mightier.

Firm, tight, and small…

A glamorous mind…forging

a sweet and liquid tongue…

A truth, a funny wisdom…found…

Unpredictable…scattered…free yet bound…

Wild and wrong.

Soft…and fast.

A perfect song…

It can last…

And last…and last…

And that's…a dangerous wicked past…

hot and cold

Rewards are slow…

A beaten path…a perfect show

Anew with limbs and irrevocable harm

A golden ear…a broken arm

Sail on…my sweet soldier…

And I'll breathe

The deep green sea…in front of me...