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Puppy

The summer of bluebloods fell and rose

As gravity of blades or magnetic poles

The farest of witch soon be my bride

"The Dutchess of Amethyst"

And me besides

Come hither "my puppy" as the day approach

Or linger in shadow thine husband - a roach

As laughter it echos, it ricochets

In the veins of bluebloods and skulls of vane

My darlin' to wonder always be this way

Not in the beginning

Doth love did stray?

Stray like a puppy left to its device

Foreign of warmth as once advised

Advised by whom, whom did you speak?

About thine good woman from which you did leech

A leech my sweet lady would suck at the teet

The venomous poison of conflict you seek

And seek it you shall -- I know of this

So speak it I shall

So venom may leak

Advised by an Angel

A angel, you say?

So laughable an answer

"My puppy" you stay

Remain I must -- My vow I gave

Though my Angel be fury

Until thine sweet grave

She speaks to be often

Often angered at times

About the insistence

Insistence you're mine

You be mine, huh?" --  mine be you

I own you "my puppy"

All the days that you grow

Recall if you might the moment knicknamed

When thrusts became whimpers

Comingled with shame

That day my possession

Of which you came

Unto my bedchamber

An insect to flame

As thunder as lightning

As spider as fly

As pole chases pole

As sigh becomes sigh

And side by my side -- upward and down

And down once again

And round spun you round

My finger still vacant -- it shant be this way

The hour approaches

The hour not day

Ahhhh! what be this trembling?

This shaking, this twitch

Upon my bedchamber

Bedchamber of bliss

My darlin' be pointed not only in speech

Her tears be like razors

And words be like blades

My Angel be silent and chase, yet meek

Expedient in loving

Loving only me

Think twice and consider

Reconsider this day

Protect you my darlin'

Cannot I quite say

Considered and considered

Your fantasy whore

If foolish she should have you

Rap thy bedchamber door

Rap contemptuous vixen

Rap and be heard

Rap or be silent

Upon my bedchamber door

The stillness of heartbeats

The changeling enraged

"Hello, thine sweet sister"

The reflection did say

"Well hello, thine sweet sister"

I did hear her remark

Thy grave be not silent

Thy protected thy heart

He consult with you often

And consult you he must

For you love be so special

Our communion just lust

Come hither my "sweet puppy"

My "sweet puppy" I say

I kiss you with stardust

And my love shall not stray

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