if memory is your sanctuary,
then let your sanctum find me,
let me discover what your life was and how far your dreams
have stumbled and lumbered you like dead wood as you destroy
all your possessions in the flames of your rage.

relax now.....

the flames won't immerse the flesh until the life has been
chased from the shell,
a shell so innocent and well maintained, but then drained,
beneath those black and red rose eyes there is still
beauty,
between those sweet lips a thousand cocks may have been,
but still there is love
and when the blood is drained from those cheeks and the skin
thins and sinks within, the body dies but spirits live and
then is taken into rebirth,
i hope reincarnated is my daughter,
share my life until i die, maybe i'll burn and become your
son,
forever we can exist in our own eternal love and loss.