Each dirty lover,
strip it from his skin . . .
down
plant it in the earth,
oh fertile seed,
oh fertile soil

youth,
youth,
youth will never die
as it feeds on each youth,
breeds from each youth
and leaves them to die.

Each dirty lover
takes a breath away
stripping back his skin
leaving him as vicious and cruel
as logic requires.

and I'm not that cruel,
and I could love you
even if you love me
even if you lie next to me
even if you call my name.

01/05/2004

Author's Note: From someone. (Yes, it's 'Orge' not 'Ogre'.)

Posted on 01/05/2004
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