Hine-MacIver
Stretch out before me,
I can't help this rising up feeling
That moves me
And leaves me just gasping out
"Open up,open up"
God knows you're driving me mad...wac.
Shut up your mouth now your heaviness burns me to death.
Can't you hear me?
It's action not thinking I need from a woman like you...wac...wac.
You're splitting my torso, you're drinking my water
Your evening is vagrant, a poet who wanders
Beneath and above me, your silent thought makes me now
Kerosene.
Forgive if I please you, you're too warm to break me
I'll sink in your sweatness, and pass out your vagueness
You said I was casual but you're hardly moving
I'll wash in your wetness, tomorrow I'll leave you, now,
Kerosene.
Lips tracing soft lines, driplitting old wines
Standing before you a man of the grapefield
A body of sunlust, no fishstealing hard death religion
Preach to me, preach to me, with your body
In dying you save me
In dying you take me
In throwing you throw me
In loving reprieve me
In clothing you nude me
In eating don't eat me
Your freedom must free me, now,
Kerosene