Album: Agape (2011)

Bloody Lips And Paper Skin

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 bloody lips
In mine
Etching kisses
Fusing minds and body
Into a disfigured siamese symbiosis