Your caressing touch soothes
My troubled mind
Your kiss of passion brings comfort
To my bones, which ache with gratitude.
Your razor teeth, agents of salvation
Fill me with pleasure and delight.
As liquid remnants of my rotting dreams
Are drawn to their doom; banished into your
Embracing mouth.
And the still calm of a summer's day suffuses
My being; until the next winter day's blackness
Invades my tainted blood, and I call for you;
My loyal lover.
