You're the shade of the saddest December
Rose colored petals that are tragically wither
With my tongue on the thighs of a sinner
And I keep praying father forgive us
And I come back to you for redemption
Til I feel you rise up inside me like tension
All the thoughts on the mind you've imprisoned
Have faith in the god you envisage
And I praise and I stroke you to pieces
Til you come in the dark and release me
And I beg at your feet when you leave me
Til my tonsils are sore from the screaming
Til my knees hit the pavement your feet hit
For the hem of your garment, I'm reaching
You're the only god I've ever believed in....
YOU ARE READING
My life
PoetryYou're the shade of the saddest December Rose colored petals that are tragically wither With my tongue on the thighs of a sinner And I keep praying father forgive us And I come back to you for redemption Til I feel you rise up inside me like tension...