Blackened skies produce no rainbows - greedy butterflies, they suck away the malice with a sharp proboscis, quick as my tongue thirsting for your ever present love - wide eyed, mouth agape, you summon me in silence - do your bidding now, I please!... So are you hungry for me girl - is your appetite yet peaked - I’m a curiosity the way I slink and creep - it turns you inside out though doesn’t it - and my heart for you beats doubly - in kind rhythm to your heavy breathing - my blood for you it boils steaming - like lava through my veins I feel it close to pain and I smile, reddened skin - I smile at my angel - lets begin!