Take and eat my erotic sin
heaven beside you; hell within
Sink my teeth into your flesh
take my soul it’s all that’s left
Lie to me don’t leave me alone
I need someone to be my home
my body is tired and needs to sleep
but my spirit is wild n will always roam
through blackest nights and depths of deep

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Hi I am the Maniacal Moon, alone in the sky , facing the room. The first in class , the last in line. Everything I love stolen by that thief, time. Still I evolve and move through each phase. The adoring stars illuminate my nights, Empty and solitary are my days. Still I grace the sky with my luminous face and unyielding grace. And so I will until the end of my days.z https://youtu.be/FnPx7JkLA60

Paramour of memory, ultimate mistress,
source of all pleasure, my only desire;
how can I forget your ecstatic caresses,
the warmth of your breasts by the roaring fire,
paramour of memory, ultimate mistress?

Each night illumined by the burning coals
we lay together where the rose-fragrance clings—
how soft your breasts, how tender your soul!
Ah, and we said imperishable things,
each night illumined by the burning coals.

How beautiful the sunsets these sultry days,
deep space so profound, beyond life’s brief floods …
then, when I kissed you, my queen, in a daze,
I thought I breathed the bouquet of your blood
as beautiful as sunsets these sultry days.

Night thickens around us like a wall;
in the deepening darkness our irises meet.
I drink your breath, ah! poisonous yet sweet!,
as with fraternal hands I massage your feet
while night thickens around us like a wall.

I have mastered the sweet but difficult art
of happiness here, with my head in your lap,
finding pure joy in your body, your heart;
because you’re the queen of my present and past
I have mastered love’s sweet but difficult art.

O vows! O perfumes! O infinite kisses!
Can these be reborn from a gulf we can’t sound
as suns reappear, as if heaven misses
their light when they sink into seas dark, profound?
O vows! O perfumes! O infinite kisses!