i want you to strip me naked in front of your i/d/o/l,
my (ex)romeo who pinned me up on his wall
with (broken)promises nailed into my hands & feet
-))he said it was the second coming, but i told him
there never was a first
‘cause, baby, bondage doesn’t turn me on((-

&.&

i want his eyeballs to singe my skin
as he finally sees all the cuts
& all the bite marks that drew blood
which you washed out with your sugar-sweet saliva
‘cause i don’t think he realizes you’re only with me
to clean up his mess
(don’t cry for me, sweetie, the salt stings)