Lyric Mechanismeffects

(An Erotic Ethics Error Portrait)

I gave you to my desert
said ya might be lost but not alone
i sold you to me prototype
propensity to scorn is mine to show, guess what?!
Move, spoof, overweight
heat out of control.
Spring again, sin again, spittum, chaos
overlapping
don t you step over... the flood area.
So whats wrong with
a little agony
a harmless game between you, the servile
and me the deatiny
we love each other as we are
so hateful and depraved
a peaceful pack of pliancy
in any damned diraction...
Could you please
dance my dance?
I do, we do, god for us.
Skin in skin
Flesh admits flesh
languish for spittle
breath meets breath
pushing lust into sweat
magnificence
tenderness.